I can't keep up with
what's been going on
I think my heart must
just be slowing down
Among the human beings
in their designer jeans
Am I the only one who hears the screams
And the strangled cries
God sends his spaceships
to America, the beautiful
They land at six o'clock and
there we are, the dutiful
Eating from TV trays,
tuned into to Happy Days
Waiting for World War
III while Jesus slaves
Last night I watched the news
from Washington, the capitol
The Russians escaped while
we weren't watching them
like Russians will
Now we've got all this room,
we've even got the moon
And I hear the U.S.S.R.
will be open soon
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