Hiroshima Nagasaki Russian Roulette

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Christopher Andrew "Christy" Moore (born 7 May 1945) is an Irish folk singer, songwriter, and guitarist. He is well known as one of the founding members of Planxty and Moving Hearts. His first album, Paddy on the Road (a minor release of 500, although made available again on CD through his website and at gigs in 2010) was recorded with Dominic Behan (brother of Brendan) in 1969. In 2007, he was named as Ireland's greatest living musician in RTÉ's People of the Year Awards. more »

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2006

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They dropped the bomb in '45 to end the world war
No-one had ever seen such a terrible[ sight before
The world looked on with eyes wide to see where it
Might lead
The politics of power, they passed around their seed
It was a time to remember, we never can forget
They were playin' Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Russian
Roulette

They arose like the saviours of our modern human race
With radiation haloes, that hung about their face
With the key to the sure-cure, the treatment of our
Ills
A hot-shot of cobalt, and a pocket-full of pills
Speaking always of the enemy, who lurked across the
Sea
While they crept in among us like a carrier disease

Deep down inside the bunkers of the concrete and the
Lead
Einstein's disciples working steadily ahead
Making heavy metal power-plants to fire the city
Lights
All you can hear in the underground is the humming
Through the night
And the walls of tight security, circle all around
Where they spill out their poison and bury it in the
Ground

Holed up in the harbours hidden secretly away

War-heads and submarines await to make their play
The military masterminds improve on their design
The soldiers get all doped up and stumble through the
Lines
While the spills into the rivers get carried out by the
Tide
They call this security but we're not satisfied

Our statesmen and leaders and politicians pay
Quick to heed the hand that feeds, they're careful what
They say
They call out experts to assure us, to wave their magic
Wands
This is the power of the future, And the future marches
On
And they call in their favours, all their political
Gains
While the spills fill the rivers and settle in the
Plains

I know the minds behind them, they are riddled full of
Holes
Not to be trusted with their hands at the controls
Their eyesight it is twisted by the glory of their
Careers
The heaped praise and flattery is music to their ears
To listen to them talk about how it hasn't happened
Yet's
Like playing Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Russian Roulette

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