You can still find air raid sirens powered by Chrysler 331 cubic inch (5.42 liter) hemi engines in some locations.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chrysler_Air-Raid_Siren
Posted on 06/28/2024 5:59:35 PM PDT by Phoenix8
Lyrics Jump down the shelters to get away The boys are cockin' up their guns Tell us general, is it party time? If it is can we all come Don't think that we don't know Don't think that we're not trying Don't think we move too slow It's no use after crying Saying It's a mistake, it's a mistake It's a mistake, it's a mistake After the laughter as died away And all the boys have had their fun No surface noise now, not much to say They've got the bad guys on the run Don't try to say you're sorry Don't say he drew his gun They've gone and grabbed old Ronnie He's not the only one saying It's a mistake, it's a mistake It's a mistake, it's a mistake Tell us commander, what do you think? Cause we know that you love all that power Is it on then, are we on the brink? We wish you'd all throw in the towel We'll not fade out too soon Not in this finest hour Whistle your favorite tune We'll send a card and flower Saying It's a mistake, it's a mistake It's a mistake, it's a mistake
Getting those old feelings after reading about Ukraine hitting them with our ATACMS then them hitting back at army bases with FAB 3000s and killing dozens of “volunteer” NATO troops.
It’s a situation that a mistake can be made in.
Yeah, well...
I have been told to be prepared for a Russian nuclear attack
for more than 60 years now...
Wasn’t something like an apocalypse supposed to have happened about two weeks ago? The FBI said warnings were the most serious since prior to 9/11.
Still waiting.
So far, the sky is not tumbling down,
nor do I feel the earth move under my feet.
Jump down the shelters to get away
The boys are cockin' up their guns
Tell us general, is it party time?
If it is, can we all come?
Don't think that we don't know
Don't think that we're not trying
Don't think we move too slow
It's no use after crying
Saying it's a mistake
It's a mistake
It's a mistake
It's a mistake
After the laughter has died away
And all the boys have had their fun
No surface noise now, not much to say
They got the bad guys on the run
Don't try to say you're sorry
Don't say he drew his gun
They've gone and grabbed old Ronnie
He's not the only one
Tell us, commander, what do you think?
'Cos we know that you love all that power
Is it on then, are we on the brink?
We wish you'd all throw in the towel
We'll not fade out too soon
Not in this finest hour
Whistle your favourite tune
We'll send a card and flower
Saying it's a mistake
It's a mistake
It's a mistake
It's a mistake, oh
It's a mistake (It's a mistake)
It's a mistake (It's a mistake)
It's a mistake (It's a mistake)
It's a mistake (It's a mistake)
It's a mistake (It's a mistake)
It's a mistake (It's a mistake)
It's a mistake, it's a mistake
(It's a mistake)
One of the underrated songs of the 90s IMO.
When they came out with Down Under and Who Can it Be Now? People thought they were a happy go lucky bee-bop band.
on the contrary some of their songs are deep and dark. I’m sure you know this one:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RY7S6EgSlCI
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction
In the fields, the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh, Lord, yeah
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that all to the poor, yeah
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgment day comes, yeah
Now, in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where their bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of Judgment, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercies for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
Oh, Lord, yeah
80s…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lL8LBifGHqI
I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Perhaps it's just imagination
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
It's time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation
At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night
From overkill
I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situation
I know will be alright
It's just overkill
Reflex in the sky warn you you're gonna die
Storm coming, you better hide from the atomic tide
Flashes in the sky turns houses into sties
Turns people into clay, radiation, minds decay
Robot minds of robot slaves, lead them to atomic graves
Plastic flowers, melting sun, fading moon falls upon
Dying world of radiation, victims of mad frustration
Burning globe of obscene fire like electric funeral pyre
Buildings crashing down to earth's cracking ground
Rivers turn to wood, ice melt into blood
Earth lies in deathbed, clouds cry for the dead
Terrifying rain is a burning pain
Electric Funeral, Electric Funeral
Electric Funeral, Electric Funeral
And so, in the sky shines the electric eye
Supernatural king takes Earth under his wing
Heaven's golden chorus sings, Hell's angels flap their wings
Evil souls fall to Hell, ever trapped in burning cells
2 hit wonder? Or is it one?
What’s all this negativism defeatist crap?
Let’s drop the big one, see what happens!
(Men at Work are safe, they’re Aussies)
Party at Ground Zero by Fishbone
Party at Ground Zero
A”B” movie starring you
And the world will turn to flowing
Pink vapor stew
Please do not fear ‘cause Fishbone is here to say (say what?)
Just have a good time, the stop sign is far away
The toilet has flushed and green lights are a ghost
And drop drills will be extinct
Speed Racer cloud has come
They know not what they’ve done
Sin has just won
And the Earth is a crumb
Johnny, go get your gun, for the commies are in our hemisphere today
Ivan, go fly your MiG, for the Yankee imperialists have come to play
Johnny goes to Sally’s house to kiss her goodbye
But Daddy says to spend the night
They make love ‘till the early morning light
For tomorrow Johnny goes to fight
Johnny, Ivan, Ian, everybody come along for our nations need new heroes
Time to sing a new war song
Party at ground zero
A “B” movie starring you
And the world will turn to flowing
Pink vapor stew
Please do not fear ‘cause Fishbone is here to say (say what?)
Just have a good time, the stop sign is far away
The toilet has flushed and green lights are a ghost
And drop drills will be extinct
Speed Racer cloud has come
They know not what they’ve done
Sin has just won
And the Earth is a crumb
Party at ground zero
A “B” movie starring you
And the world will turn to flowing
Pink vapor stew
Party at ground zero
A “B” movie starring you
And the world will turn to flowing
Pink vapor stew
“This is not a chawade!”
Party at ground zero
A “B” movie starring you
And the world will turn to flowing
Pink vapor stew
“This is not a chawade!”
Party at ground zero
A “B” movie starring you
And the world will turn to flowing
Pink vapor stew
I have been told to be prepared for a Russian nuclear attack
= = =
Maybe you don’t have a bunker, like the Civil Defence pamphlets in the mid 60’s advised, but you can still get some iodine.
If you haven't listened to Men At Work, these are "must-listen-to" songs.
Be Good Johnny
Down Under
It's A Mistake
Overkill
Who Can It Be Now?
You can still find air raid sirens powered by Chrysler 331 cubic inch (5.42 liter) hemi engines in some locations.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chrysler_Air-Raid_Siren
Talking’ World War III Blues by Bob Dylan
One time ago a crazy dream came to me
I dreamt I was walkin’ into World War Three
I went to the doctor the very next day
To see what kinda words he could say
He said it was a bad dream
I wouldn’t worry ‘bout it none, though
Them old dreams are only in your head
I said, hold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brain
He said, nurse, get your pad, this boy’s insane
He grabbed my arm, I said ouch
As I landed on the psychiatric couch
He said, tell me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o’clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I peeked out from a manhole cover
Wondering who turned the lights on
Well, I got up and walked around
And up and down the lonesome town
I stood a-wondering which way to go
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
And walked on down the road
It was a normal day
Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell
And I leaned my head and I gave a yell
Give me a string bean, I’m a hungry man
A shotgun fired and away I ran
I don’t blame them too much though
They didn’t know me
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, ‘howdy friend’
I guess there’s just us two
He screamed a bit and away he flew
Thought I was a Communist
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
I said, let’s go and play Adam and Eve
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin’
When she said, hey man, you crazy or sumpin’
You seen what happened last time they started
Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown
And there was nobody aroun’
I got into the driver’s seat
And I drove down 42nd Street
In my Cadillac
Good car to drive after a war
Well, I remember seein’ some ad
So I turned on my Conelrad
But I didn’t pay my Con Ed bill
So the radio didn’t work so well
Turned on my record player
It was Rock-A-Day, Johnny singin’
Tell your Ma, tell your Pa
Our loves are gonna grow ooh-wah, ooh-wah
I was feelin’ kinda lonesome and blue
I needed somebody to talk to
So I called up the operator of time
Just to hear a voice of some kind
When you hear the beep
It will be three o’clock
She said that for over an hour
And I hung up
Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then
Sayin, Hey I’ve been havin’ the same old dreams
But mine was a little different you see
I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me
I didn’t see you around
Well, now time passed and now it seems
Everybody’s having them dreams
Everybody sees themselves walkin’ around with no one else
Half of the people can be part right all of the time
Some of the people can be all right part of the time
But all of the people can’t be all right all of the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that
I’ll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
I said that
https://youtu.be/TYtVc56o9oo?si=sYvyTXYzEwn5LwNF
It will be your own country nuking you as the power leaves the grasp of their hands.
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