| Song | Old Man Atom |
| Artist | The Sons of the Pioneers |
| Album | Uncut Magazine - 2008.01 - Give Peace A Chance! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| I'm gonna preach you all a sermon | |
| About Old Man Atom, that's me | |
| I don't mean the Adam in the Bible datum | |
| I don't mean the Adam that Mother Eve elated | |
| I mean that thing that science liberated | |
| The thing that Einstein says he's scared of | |
| And when Einstein's scared | |
| Brother, you'd better be scared | |
| If you're scared of the atom, here's what's you gotta do | |
| You gotta gather all the people in the world with you | |
| â€~Cause if you don't get together and do it | |
| Well, first thing you know I'm gonna blow this world plum too | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| Now life used to be such a simple joy | |
| My cyclotron was just a super toy | |
| And folks got born, they'd work and marry | |
| And "atom" was a word in the dictionary | |
| And then it happened | |
| The science boys, from every clime | |
| They all pitched in with overtime | |
| And before they knew it | |
| The thing was done | |
| And they'd hitched up the power of the Golden Sun | |
| And put a harness on Old Sol | |
| Splittin' atoms | |
| While the diplomats was splittin' hairs | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| But the atom's here in spite of hysteria | |
| Flourishes in Utah as well as Siberia | |
| And whether you're a black, white, red or brown | |
| The question is this, when you boil it down | |
| To be or not to be, that's the question | |
| The answer to it all ain't military datum | |
| Like who gets there firstest with the mostest atoms | |
| No, the people of the world must decide their fate | |
| They gotta get together or disintegrate | |
| I hold this truth to be self-evident | |
| That all men may be cremated equal | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| Yes, it's up to the people | |
| â€~Cause the atoms don't care | |
| You can't fence me in, I'm just like air | |
| I don't give a hoot about any politics | |
| Or who got what into whichever fix | |
| All I want to do is sit around | |
| And have my nucleus bombarded by neutrons | |
| Now the moral is this, just as plain as day | |
| That Old Man Atom is here to stay | |
| I'm gonna stick around and that's for true | |
| But, ah, my dearly beloved, are you? | |
| So listen folks, here is my thesis | |
| Peace in the world or the world in pieces | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| I' m gonna preach you all a sermon | |
| About Old Man Atom, that' s me | |
| I don' t mean the Adam in the Bible datum | |
| I don' t mean the Adam that Mother Eve elated | |
| I mean that thing that science liberated | |
| The thing that Einstein says he' s scared of | |
| And when Einstein' s scared | |
| Brother, you' d better be scared | |
| If you' re scared of the atom, here' s what' s you gotta do | |
| You gotta gather all the people in the world with you | |
| Cause if you don' t get together and do it | |
| Well, first thing you know I' m gonna blow this world plum too | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| Now life used to be such a simple joy | |
| My cyclotron was just a super toy | |
| And folks got born, they' d work and marry | |
| And " atom" was a word in the dictionary | |
| And then it happened | |
| The science boys, from every clime | |
| They all pitched in with overtime | |
| And before they knew it | |
| The thing was done | |
| And they' d hitched up the power of the Golden Sun | |
| And put a harness on Old Sol | |
| Splittin' atoms | |
| While the diplomats was splittin' hairs | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| But the atom' s here in spite of hysteria | |
| Flourishes in Utah as well as Siberia | |
| And whether you' re a black, white, red or brown | |
| The question is this, when you boil it down | |
| To be or not to be, that' s the question | |
| The answer to it all ain' t military datum | |
| Like who gets there firstest with the mostest atoms | |
| No, the people of the world must decide their fate | |
| They gotta get together or disintegrate | |
| I hold this truth to be selfevident | |
| That all men may be cremated equal | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| Yes, it' s up to the people | |
| Cause the atoms don' t care | |
| You can' t fence me in, I' m just like air | |
| I don' t give a hoot about any politics | |
| Or who got what into whichever fix | |
| All I want to do is sit around | |
| And have my nucleus bombarded by neutrons | |
| Now the moral is this, just as plain as day | |
| That Old Man Atom is here to stay | |
| I' m gonna stick around and that' s for true | |
| But, ah, my dearly beloved, are you? | |
| So listen folks, here is my thesis | |
| Peace in the world or the world in pieces | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| I' m gonna preach you all a sermon | |
| About Old Man Atom, that' s me | |
| I don' t mean the Adam in the Bible datum | |
| I don' t mean the Adam that Mother Eve elated | |
| I mean that thing that science liberated | |
| The thing that Einstein says he' s scared of | |
| And when Einstein' s scared | |
| Brother, you' d better be scared | |
| If you' re scared of the atom, here' s what' s you gotta do | |
| You gotta gather all the people in the world with you | |
| Cause if you don' t get together and do it | |
| Well, first thing you know I' m gonna blow this world plum too | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| Now life used to be such a simple joy | |
| My cyclotron was just a super toy | |
| And folks got born, they' d work and marry | |
| And " atom" was a word in the dictionary | |
| And then it happened | |
| The science boys, from every clime | |
| They all pitched in with overtime | |
| And before they knew it | |
| The thing was done | |
| And they' d hitched up the power of the Golden Sun | |
| And put a harness on Old Sol | |
| Splittin' atoms | |
| While the diplomats was splittin' hairs | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| But the atom' s here in spite of hysteria | |
| Flourishes in Utah as well as Siberia | |
| And whether you' re a black, white, red or brown | |
| The question is this, when you boil it down | |
| To be or not to be, that' s the question | |
| The answer to it all ain' t military datum | |
| Like who gets there firstest with the mostest atoms | |
| No, the people of the world must decide their fate | |
| They gotta get together or disintegrate | |
| I hold this truth to be selfevident | |
| That all men may be cremated equal | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
| Yes, it' s up to the people | |
| Cause the atoms don' t care | |
| You can' t fence me in, I' m just like air | |
| I don' t give a hoot about any politics | |
| Or who got what into whichever fix | |
| All I want to do is sit around | |
| And have my nucleus bombarded by neutrons | |
| Now the moral is this, just as plain as day | |
| That Old Man Atom is here to stay | |
| I' m gonna stick around and that' s for true | |
| But, ah, my dearly beloved, are you? | |
| So listen folks, here is my thesis | |
| Peace in the world or the world in pieces | |
| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |