"This Fantasy About Surviving a Nuke War is Really Surprising" (poem)

The richies are building bunkers
they'll not likely ever see
because soon there comes a war
to make us all be free

at least from our lives
and our homes
and everything we know
we will be free


the state will go underground
like the Morlocks who eat souls
and they will congratulate each other
for sending the whole world to a hole

in the ground
in the dirty dirt
with moles and worms
where we will be free


they think they will come out
but no-one really cares
if they ever do emerge
no-one will be there

we will be dead
and burned and smoked
and long gone
but we will be free

you and me, brother
we will be free
you and me, sister
they say they do it all for thee


the last thing they said
before they started all the hurt
if I will die and go to hell
let it be on American dirt

we never had a chance
we were fucked from the start
but that's what happens
from people with no hearts

you and me, brother
we will be free
you and me, sister
they do it all for thee

or that's what they say
but they say a lot
and they do it every day
so long as they get paid