Atomic War

They say atomic war it never can be won
And if they start dropping you know our day is done
Biological and chemical weapons of war
After all that there won't be any more living

Nothing good can ever come from atomic war
A nuclear winter and fallout forever more
Is there really no way to be free?
It's the sword of Damacles

Politicians play the deadly game
Power stations Uranium bombgrade
BAE systems sell to those who'll pay
You have to upgrade to stay in the game

No future for anyone
No morning dew, no birds, no song
Just radioactive dust, lost in space
There will not be any place

For anyone's children to play
We' all have been blown away

Is That Love?

Babe- you gotta see the light shining through
On you, from you
Babe- you know you told me all about the things you do
Is that true-. Ooo-h
Take good care of yourself
Meaning your health
You know these things they act by stealth

And you know you know it and you know it so well
It must be hell, in there
Well now the thrill is gone all you get is the ill
Still, you can use your will
On the rack with a monkey on your back
It's a fact, you can't avoid

Just a little slip and you're in right out of your depth
What did you expect? And what's next?
You wanted to know and so you took the blow
On the chin, the heroin
'Cos if you take
You know it can break
You know this ain't fake, babe

My friend you told me all about the choices you make
And what you take, it's a mistake
Girl you gotta care and I know you do
Break on through, it's what you do
'Cos it's "How much on the groceries
How much on the gear
You must know it's insane dear, it's clear

Babe do you think that you really are strong enough
To get him off of that stuff
Is that why you went there?
But now you really found out what it truly does
Is that love?
Is that love? 

Badlands [South Dakota Sioux Reservation Misery]

Down to the Badlands I'm going to see my tribe
Sherrif tells me "You can't flag no ride'
Puts a gun to my head says "Boy, I'd see you dead"
South Dakota white man pride

Burning heat above, heavy pack on my back
Reservation's forty miles away
Feel I' gonna die
Vulture's got me in it's eye
Am I going to see another day?

OH GREAT SPIRIT
WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO THIS PLACE?

HOLY MOTHER
PROTECT US FROM BLIND PREDJUDICE

Mortal thirst in the sun
Won't you help me anyone?
Orange camper pulls up to my side
He says "Man you need some help"
I say "Please let me in or else I die

He's touring to the places
Where dwell the elder races
Alchohol and trouble running free
What I saw hurt my eyes
Hurt my brain and soul besides
South Dakota Sioux Reservation Misery

OH GREAT SPIRIT....