Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pale of water,
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And we came tumbling after

Up got Jack and home we went,
As fast as we could caper;
And Jill came home and wrapped his head
In vinegar and paper

We crawl on hands and feet,
Smell the scent of a fresh stream

We went up the hill like Jack and Jill
To fetch our ration of water
When we got to the top the bomb was dropped,
We tumbled down with laughter!

Up we got with our adrenalin shock,
And ran to the nearest shelter
The doors were shut they were full enough
But we are true survivors

We crawl on hands and feet,
Smell the scent of a fresh stream

San Francisco's fallen down

We crawl on hands and feet,
Smell the scent of a fresh stream

Space ships fill the sky with warmth and laughter –
Who will go and who will stay?

Warlords Warlocks Wizards Shepherds
Will you stand up, Holy Ghost?
Witches, Serpents, Superstitions;
Peers and their futuristic ploys

Nosferatu, Nostradamus;
Nymphs and pixies,
Goblins, Demons
Crowley, Barabus
John and Peter

Space ships fill the sky with warmth and laughter –
Who will go and who will stay?
Who will go and who will stay?
Who will go and who will stay?