Oxygen think tank tread along
Singing lullabies to the hydrogen bomb
Thats cradled like a newborn in your arms
One day soon it’s gonna go off
Like a war-torn porn flick, cigarette kick
Dynamite lipstick, TV fix
Turn off tricks, turn the radio on
The supertelemarketers are humming along
The gears are grinding, and the brakes are gone
Whatever we do
We gotta keep this whole thing movin’ along
Fastfood blues, soleless shoes
Creeping beauty school dropout fools
Grand theft autoerotic cabals
Remote control frеaks, stripmine malls
Buy one. get onе free-for-alls
The pom-pom squadrons doing bubble gumdropsThe gears are grinding, and the brakes are gone
Whatever we do
We gotta keep this whole thing movin’ alongAcid rain on the town parade
Hand grenade shakes, headache brains
Wave goodbye to the prom queen’s car
Her artificial heartbreak’s beatin’ us offThe gears are grinding, and the brakes are gone
Whatever we do
We gotta keep this whole thing movin’ along
The gears are grinding, and the brakes are gone
Whatever we do
We gotta keep this whole thing movin’ along