Letra de Threads

Baby I’m shellshocked
I’m your doomsday clock
My wires have been tapped by your Eastern Bloc
I was cast upon the rocks by an air raid siren
And a screaming came right across the horizon
While the space between us has only managed to widen
I built a career as your three mile island
You called me Oppenheimer when the days were simpler
And a summer fallout led to nuclear winter

I’m pulling threads
I’m pulling threads
I’m pulling threads
Close your eyes
And just hope for the best

Who sucked out all the fun from the room?
We were talking about the future but it looked like a mushroom
Cloud and now with the best of intentions
It’s only nice guy bullshit with atomic weapons
Oh the panic, the horror, your modern endeavors
A portrait of an artist as a fallout shelter
Just another fat man called destruction
Or a little boy with his finger on the button

I’m pulling threads
I’m pulling threads
I’m pulling threads

Cuz I’ve got the launch codes
I’ll choose the nuclear option