Riding
along
Im a
Nuclear
Bomb
Top of the
The world
Singing
A song
I was
Up there
Where
I belong
Yippee.
I had
To much
Charm
To do any
Harm,
Maybe I
Could work
On a sweet
Little farm
Maybe
Go swimming
In a nice
Cool tarn.
I wish I was
Something
Else
A readable
Book upon
A shelf.
But I got
A job to do
Apparently
To protect all
Of You.