With problems and with worrying
There's additives in the fittles
And there's poisons in the air
There's kids with problem parents
Where you'll get the money
You're getting old, getting fat
Lost your job and a top batch
You've got no matches for the gas
Your head is always aching
And the earth is always quaking
And the kids are runnin' wild
Cholesterol, a national front
Traffic jams, a neutron bomb
Afghanistan is rainin' on your holidays
And still you try to smile
The hurdles and the undertoes
Have we got enough without
Every time you turn around
You're shellin' out another pound
The insurance and the rent
This could be a ruinous event
B -A -T -P -A -Y -E -E -E -C
Alimony by 83 will be on our knees
You pay to read the news about inflation
And little things like clothes,
And your Mediterranean cruise
Plenty of ways to lose your pence
From dire need to extravagance
Haven't we got enough without
Everything without a doubt
is wearing thin and wearing out
Gas and oil are given out,
Your teeth are full of fillings
and the peace talks disappear
Along with the strike negotiations,
relations with your relations
and there's holes in all the sheets
Your marriage needs repairing,
Wearing out with hidden folks
more than the passing of your years
Whatever it is that's getting you down
by breaking up and breaking down
without a nuclear meltdown?
The finest plans of men and mice of
ten don't turn out so nice
The little mite, the microwave,
the bridge across the Tay
Getting married can be great
DDT, Rolling Point, Concord
don't forget your dolk on shield
There's junctions like spaghetti
and we elect the Iron Lady
And the B -man in the suit,
Mini Metro, Maxi Hindenburg
They even built a hospital
with an enema room without a
Guinea pigs of every nation,
let's announce our abdication
You can die of suffocation
or go up in a conflagration
If you find the transportation
you can die among the wheels
and choking on your meals
Cigarettes and drugs or guns
In the hands of thugs and mugs
of husbands an d their wives
There's suicide and cancer
or there's falling off a cliff
Or just an overdose of flu
Dying of shock on budget day,
drinking all your cares away
Cholera, diphtheria, hysteria,
Plenty of ways of getting faster
to the day you breathe your last
without a nuclear disaster
All the things you like to do,
the very things you'd hate to lose
Sons and lovers, wife and kids,
the smell of treacle tart
West Ham winning at home,
we're dabbling in the arts
and books, flowers, clouds
sleepin' in and wishin' you was winning
The bonds are simply gazing into space
Once upon a time a loaf of bread,
a glass of wine, my love and you
that women get their kicks
from watching little heartbeat
soldiers marching down the loo
All the good things that attract you,
don't forget that it's a fact
that all of it could be lost
because of a nuclear reactor.
There's answers everywhere you look,
they could be in the holy book.
There's power in the wind and water,
There's energy from outer space,
from now to kingdom come.
Insulation, conservation,
make McDonald's with a soybean.
And all things geothermal,
cause no profits can be made.
Of course we could share out the wealth,
but some will say it'd ruin their health.
And recycling all the plastic
the news of the world, the metals,
and the nasty biodegradable things
that live down in the drains.
maybe a little re volution.
Just remember that the nuclear way
may any day turn out to be