The fuse is lit and burning fast, it’s almost to the bomb The bomb goes off it’s WW3, you they wouldn’t embalm - You will rot right on the ground. Buzzards eat your *** Not just only you, humanity in mass - If you aren’t killed, three weeks is all you got From radiation you will glow, you’ll moan and puke a lot - So keep your head stuck in the sand, pretend it is not so When you finally die, to Hell you're going to go