Look If you had One shot Or one opportunity To release all the energy you ever wanted In one moment Would you abuse it Or use it for good? They've armed the weapon Countdown clock is set and J. Robert Oppenheimer is sweatin' Eyes are red and he's nervous Cause on the surface this is armageddon The shock bomb, but we're set upon and threatened And with no sound the whole Alamogordo ground Is glowing and cowed under one smouldering cloud He's choked and wowed, everybody's open-mouthed And over the ground the shock front blows, kapow! Snap back to the alchemy Hope before tragedy Showed with bold math that we broke the whole atom We choked; controlled action with poles of cold cadmium coat To go capture neutrons and slow fracture We broke, postponed that and we chose to go fashion A most radioactive plutonium gadget then Fat Man and Boy and Enola goes laughin' As Nagasaki is blown and Hiroshima's blasted You gotta choose, yourself how to use it The knowledge you hold and Don't ever let a letter go You only get one shot to stop And one chance to know Responsibility comes once you're a science guy, yo! Neutrons escaping from a source radiating Merge and start atoms shaking; they begin To unglue toward a decreased order Entropic force distorts em And supercharged with loads of protons they can only go farther Cold war grows hotter--exothermal--Colorado to Joe Stalin Coast to coast holes; silos but there's no farmer Toe-to-toe drama NATO and Warszawa in co-assured trauma The globe groans everyone knows there's no calming So show your foes and implode your core column Quid pro quo Castle Bravo for Tsar Bomba And move on and leave atolls exposed to gross doses of old fallout; Slow-to-go toxins in shoals and so though we explode them no longer Still the proof lives on in the blue lagoon water, father You gotta choose, yourself how to use it The knowledge you hold and Don't ever let a letter go You only get one shot to stop And one chance to know Responsibility comes once you're a science guy, yo! When war games hit the stage of a gluon's rage There's a military boot on the new doc's page We were playing in the beginning, but grew up strange Making radar and missiles, and new bombs blazed And we kept grinding the lensed sights for the next sniper Best believe son it'll pay to design fighters All the gains of science analyzed by the Man provide plans for sarin and cyanide And our hands are blighted by crying Eyes when dying lands are slammed if our grants expand the fire brighter And there's no jury there's no sublime righter This is our fight And these minds are all ours so protect your pia mater Try to feed and water good, seed trust, flee dishonour Gotta be clean being Apollo stead of Vietnam and Lay the armour down and be the one to stand up And lead us on the trail of Spock We'll elevate these motley progeny To a future in a safer spot, an irrigated plot Homicide a way forgot Success is a lack of military options Failure's not Become a lover of a great and cosmic goal We cannot condone these terror plots So here we go it's our shot Feel frail or not This is the only world and humanity that we got You gotta choose, yourself how to use it The knowledge you hold and Don't ever let a letter go You only get one shot to stop And one chance to know Responsibility comes once you're a science guy, yo!
