Letra de 1945
Atom bomb, TNT New disease, poor city Flying over Hiroshima, 1945 The city looks small from way up here I wonder who'll surviveAtom bomb, TNT New disease, poor city A blinding flash hotter than the sun Dead bodies lie across the path The radiation colors the air Finishing one by oneAtom bomb, TNT New disease, poor cityAtom bomb, TNT New disease, poor city (Atom bomb)Atom bomb, TNT New disease, poor city Atom bomb