"Superman, where are you now? Well, everything's gone wrong somehow! The men of steel, men of power, ar losing control by the hour. . ." "I remember long ago, when the sun was shining. And the stars were bright, all through the night. And the sound of your laughter as I held you tight. So long ago. . ." "I won't be coming home tonight. My generation will put it right!" Anyone remember the video? The puppets, which came from a British TV show called "Spitting Image", were made up to look like world leaders and rock stars(Including Phil Collins, but they needed to build 3 for the video: a new Phil, plus Mike & Tony). The official concept was a video of President Reagan's nightmares. The unofficial concept was to make fun of the government (US & UK)!

Blood on the windows Millions of ordinary people are there They gaze at the scenery They act as if it is perfectly clear Take a look at the mountains Take a look at the beautiful river of blood. The liquid surrounds me I fight to rise from this river of hell I stare round about me Children are swimming and playing with boats Their features are changing Their bodies dissolve and I am alone. .... Do you know what you have done? Do you know what you've begun?

LAWYERS IN LOVE Jackson Browne 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 of lawyers in love 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 To the mating calls of lawyers in love 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 As vacation land for lawyers in love

"Nothing's going to save us from the big drop" and other lines certainly make me think of nuclear war!

The reasons are obvious. If you listen to the lyrics, it's about a boy who was raised during the Cold War.

Self explanatory.

Lyrics: And as the low aggress the high All you can do is sit and cry You've only got yourself to blame Don't try to stop me it's too late My mind's made up, this job won't wait There's nothing left for me to say Chorus: Hey! There's no need to debate It's time to designate your fate Take the M out of M.A.D. Let's all make a bomb Take one hundred scientists or more Place in a room and lock the door Let them confer for half their lives Unlock the door, go in and see What they have made for you and me A brand new toy to idolize Chorus Although the war has just begun Ignore the sirens, let's have fun Put on your best, go out in style Although our future's looking black We'll go down town and join the pack Let's celebrate and vapourize From the Album "Penthouse & Pavement". Also released on B side of 12" version of "Come Live With Me".

Sitting with the Thinker trying to work it out
It's a traffic jam of the brain
makes you wanna scream and shout
Presidential party no one wants to dance
Looking for a new star to put you in a trance
Lets go all the way
Lets go all the way
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lets go all the way
Working in a factory eight days a week
Try to make dollar damn what a beat
Cartoon capers happen in reality
Rich man poor man living in fantasy
Lets go all the way

CHORUS: (growling) There's so many of us, So many of us So many, there's so many, there's so many (x2) (sung) Let's have a war So you can go and die! Let's have a war! We could all use the money! Let's have a war! We need the space! Let's have a war! Clean out this place! It already started in the city! Suburbia will be just as easy! CHORUS Let's have a war! Jack up the Dow Jones! Let's have a war! It can start in New Jersey! Let's have a war! Blame it on the middle-class! Let's have a war! We're like rats in a cage! It already started in the city! Suburbia will be just as easy! CHORUS Let's have a war! Sell the rights to the networks! Let's have a war! Let our wallets get fat like last time! Let's have a war! Give guns to the queers! Let's have a war! The enemy's within! It already started in the city! Suburbia will be just as easy! CHORUS (x2)

"let's start a war said maggie(thatcher)one day!"

Couldn't find lyrics on the internet, for the life of me! BUT, the lyrics are VERY CLEARLY about nuclear "detente" and the possiblility, in particular, of ACCIDENTAL nuclear war. Plus, an absolutely WITHERING guitar solo; one of the best ever recorded anywhere, in any rock & roll genre.

"This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling around" ... OK, first of all, I think the song *actually* came out in the late '70s, but I'd say it received renewed entrance with the 1983 release of the concert film and record album "Stop Making Sense." While the song doesn't explicity reference nuclear war -- or even war -- it is implied through both lyrics and title. It conveys a sense that we've dug ourselves in a hole we never be able to climb out of ...

Mother Russia badly burned
Your children lick their wounds,
their wounds
Pilgram father sailed away
Found a brave new world,
New world

I don't wanna live to be 34, I don't wanna die in a nuclear war

Can't believe this one's not on here! (I think it was actually on an anti-nuke compilation album... "Living through another Cuba it's 1961 again and we are piggy in the middle while war is polishing his drum and peace plays second fiddle Russia and America are at each other's throats but don't you cry just on your knees and pray, and while you're down there, kiss your arse goodbye We're the bulldog on the fence while others play their tennis overhead it's hardly love all and somebody might wind up red or dead pour some oil on the water quick it doesn't really matter where from he love me, he loves me not he's pulling fins from an atom bomb This phenomenon happens every 20 years or so if they're not careful your watch won't be the only thing with a radioactive glow I'll stick my fingers in my ears and hope they make it up before too late if we get through this lot alright they're due for replay, 1998"

"I don't want to face the killer instinct, face it in you or me. So we keep it under lock and key...";"We carry a sensitive cargo, below the water line.." Sounds like the essence of Crimson Tide, refers to keeping the launch mechanism for SLBM's secure.

US bombs cruisin' overhead There goes my love rocket red Shoot it up.... Shoot it up.... Blaster bomb bomb bomb ahead Multi millions still unfed

Don't the hours seem shorter as the days go by Never get a chance to open your eyes One day you're waiting for the sky to fall The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all When you're lovers in a dangerous time. Great cold war lyrics about imminemt nuclear war, hard rain's a gonna' fall, type of song. russ

Written in 1989, this is definitely a song about war, and possibly one about nuclear war. The second verse goes: "I hear the roar of a big machine Two worlds and in between Love lost, fire at will Dum-dum bullets and shoot to kill, I hear Dive, bombers, and Empire down Empire down" So we have a song about the end of an empire in some sort of bloody holocaust, which involves bombing. Now throughout, we have refrains that include the line "Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me". Lucretia was famous in ancient Rome for having killed herself. In the context of an empire-ending war, the implication of two societies ("two worlds") committing suicide is hard to avoid. What kind of suicide are we talking about? Nuclear holocaust comes to mind. The point of view of the singer is very interesting, since it seems to be, in the refrains at least, the point of view of the arrogant and power-blind: "We got the empire, now as then, We donâ€^TMt doubt, we donâ€^TMt take reflection, Lucretia, my direction, dance the ghost with me..." We don't take direction--not from facts (another verse reads: "We look hard /We look through/We look hard to see for real/Such things I hear, they donâ€^TMt make sense/I donâ€^TMt see much evidence/I donâ€^TMt feel. I donâ€^TMt feel. I donâ€^TMt feel"), not from "the sons of the city and the dispossessed": we just make war, and bring down the empire by destroying ourselves along with our enemy in a worldwide immolation. Sounds like a song about nuclear war and MAD to me, though on the circumspect side.