Atom Bomb

wake up in the morning

the son does his chores
across the street a house burns down
the iron was left on the door
inside the house the parents rest
and the children play war
may miles away
on a distant shore
a soilder draws his last breath
while his baby girl is born

ain't it ironic
how we want are kid kept safe
when we'll gladly kill anothers with the atom bomb
ain't it ironic
how we think it's funny
that the bank got robbed

i go too sleep at night
thoughts of peace in my head
when the homless boy
makes a bench into bed
the next day we hear the news
of how the lost kid is found
we thank god with all our hearts
while another child drowns
many miles away a red fox is torn
by the huntsmens hounds

ain't it ironic
how we want our kid kept safe
when we'll gladly kill anothers with the atom bomb
ain't it ironic
how we think it's funny
that the bank got robbed