Yeah I'm feeling deeply For the western being And my country in a shaft Some thousand feet Recoil of deeds threw us back Sweet home underground What we needs is nylons Nine packs of gum A day in Vegas Will they dig us Hanging on a cloud All for racial peace on earth And some 40 megatons Well, we'd better check the meters Commies drop the bomb When the ex-saints were dealing with saint-ex Set the prefix to Tango Delta-B Future lost im me? Took my honey-bunny down the mines Some thousand feet Outside a cloud We're heading for south So let me count... one, two, three, four Pull a stunt, come on, watch me do it again Take a shot, blasta for the acid rain Feeling deeply, cargo of purity Bomber Jack, got it all for the unity Hey Bomber Jack, Go bomb the reds Hey Bomber Jack, Go drop 'em dead Bomber Jack, Bomb Ukrania Hey bomber Jack, No one will blame ya All for racial peace on earth And some 40 megatons Well, we'd better check the meters Commies drop the bomb Hey Bomber Jack, Go bomb the reds Hey Bomber Jack, Go drop 'em dead Bomber Jack, Bomb Ukrania Hey bomber Jack, No one will blame ya All for racial peace on earth And some 40 megatons Well, we'd better check the meters Commies drop the bomb