When the nukes come raining down it's great to be alive
World War Three could be such fun, protect and survive
Protect and survive
The government's made a document to help prevent embarrassment
In the event of an accident catching us with our trousers down
It's no good to you when you're dead, far less when you're alive
The name of this piece of paper is 'Protect and Survive'
A nuclear strike can be recognized, it will stand out in a crowd
There's a flash, a bang, a blast of heat and a great big mushroom cloud
So if you happen to notice one at the end of your street
Please pick up your telephone and inform your local police
Put sticky-tape on your windows, block your ears, close your eyes
It won't make any difference, there's no time to watch yourself fry
If you find yourself in a target zone and you haven't got a shelter
Take a spade into the garden and dig like merry hell, sir
When Armageddon gets under way and the rockets are pouring down
The politicians who started it will all hide underground
And when they finally re-emerge with no life to be found
They can administrate to the rubble and order each other around
They give us a four minute warning when the rockets are on their way
To give us time to panic and Christians time to pray
So when you hear the sirens go put your head between your thighs
While straining in this posture you can make one final gesture
With a little muscular pressure you can kiss your arse goodbye
World War Three could be such fun, protect and survive
Protect and survive
The government's made a document to help prevent embarrassment
In the event of an accident catching us with our trousers down
It's no good to you when you're dead, far less when you're alive
The name of this piece of paper is 'Protect and Survive'
A nuclear strike can be recognized, it will stand out in a crowd
There's a flash, a bang, a blast of heat and a great big mushroom cloud
So if you happen to notice one at the end of your street
Please pick up your telephone and inform your local police
Put sticky-tape on your windows, block your ears, close your eyes
It won't make any difference, there's no time to watch yourself fry
If you find yourself in a target zone and you haven't got a shelter
Take a spade into the garden and dig like merry hell, sir
When Armageddon gets under way and the rockets are pouring down
The politicians who started it will all hide underground
And when they finally re-emerge with no life to be found
They can administrate to the rubble and order each other around
They give us a four minute warning when the rockets are on their way
To give us time to panic and Christians time to pray
So when you hear the sirens go put your head between your thighs
While straining in this posture you can make one final gesture
With a little muscular pressure you can kiss your arse goodbye
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