Can anybody know
What the future holds?
So many hearts would like to go
Somewhere safe
Before the rocket show
We’re waiting for the crash, yeah we’re waiting for the crash

How many people see
Their own history?
Nations rise and nations fall
Often proud
No longer tall
We’re waiting for the crash, yeah we’re waiting for the crash

In the middle of the night
Or in broad daylight
Error code on silo three
Bombs away
No apologies are available at this time