Antinuclear

December 8th, '82,
Red alert in Washington.
A pacifist threatens
To blow to pieces
The obelisk
In this city.
The TV focuses on the kamikaze
Antinuclear.

A militant in blue
With his old truck,
The world didn't want to listen to him
The society that kills him,
The rifle that shoots
And old Norman couldn't be saved,
They turned him into a martyr
Antinuclear.

The truck had painted in big letters
I am a peace volunteer,
Deactivate all the weapons on earth,
That's my top priority.

Live and on television
People could be amazed,
The police that can't find
Any explosives
And Norman Mayer didn't breathe again,
He decided to be a man
Antinuclear.

I have walked through desolate paths
With the peace volunteers,
Sick of seeing the blue sea murdered.
I felt like crying.

A nuclear dawn,
A brown-colored sky,
The radiation that kills you,
The air that scares,
A volunteer who wanted to warn us,
I have decided to be a man
Antinuclear.

I have walked through desolate paths
With the peace volunteers,
Sick of seeing the blue sea murdered.
I felt like screaming.