Red flag's got the missile, yellow's got the bomb.
Green flag's all prepared to launch a preemptive strike before the dawn.
Blue boys say god's on their side and they know how to send bubonic plague.
Blue boys say god's on their side and they know how to send bubonic plague.
We'll die for our beloved blue, the leaders in the mountain shelters say.
Red-white's got a warhead, blue-green's got a germ.
Red-white's got a warhead, blue-green's got a germ.
When there's no more mammals, gen'ral, there won't be nothin' left to burn.
When you're in the nuclear arms game, you can't play tit for tat.
When you're in the nuke game, you can't play tit for tat.
Once they leave the silo, gen'ral, you can't ever put 'em back.
Red sun rising, the desert dust clouds blow.
Red sun rising, the desert dust clouds blow.
Still got some cockroaches, but where did all the mammals go?
