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Yello
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Los Alamos
make a pair of wings for his head On top of which his hands fold in a clasp He looks like Spencer Tracy now
For forty years then Harold Agnews' life tracked the atomic age From Chicago to Los Alamos to Hiroshima to Los Alamos to Lascala (?)
If King Kong, eliciting an audience's sympathies by representing a force taken out of nature and abused The innocent atom wore a gorilla suit King is less troubled by capsules in his land Than by a rabid skunk in the area that might have threatened his children And by a raccoon that commandeers the basketball backboard over the garage and will not back off
Well anyway, we put the stuff together the next morning And it looked as if the thing was going to go critical Then Fermet says 'Let's go have lunch.'
So we started it all up again in the afternoon And it went critical, and that was that
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Some men no doubt, will, before sleep, consider one thought: 'I am alone.' But some, in the mercy of God or booze, do not Long stare at the dark ceiling
Nixon's office is much hotter now The air-conditioning is missed Outside, an early fourth-of-July celebration Has set off a brief volley of Chinese firecrackers By nightfall, the East River will be ablaze with rockets
Those born in the atomic age will most likely die in the atomic age If they do not die because of it Those born in the atomic age will most likely die in the atomic age If they do not die because of it Those born in the atomic age will most likely die in the atomic age If they do not die because of it Those born in the atomic age will most likely die in the atomic age If they do not die because of it
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