I\'m told all\'s fair in love and war
But what the fuck we fighting for
We\'ll end up like the dinosaur
Who\'s nowhere to be found
A pilot named his plane that day
His mother\'s name put on display
Her moniker Enola gay
Is Hiroshima bound
Her belly cradles little boy
The power hungry\'s must have toy
A world to seek out and destroy
So shallow yet profound
A flash of searing heat and light
A mushroom cloud to end the fight
Earth\'s eyes behold a brand new sight
And devastating sound
Black rain claimed whatever was left of the sky
Shockwaves seek out another few thousand to fry
Medals polished and pinned to those chosen to fly
The moment their feet touch the ground
In this city of death was a vision of hell
Four days later another was armed and fell
Action stations we go at the toll of a bell
We\'re Nagasaki bound