Suspense Heroes Syndicate Fallout

I have become Death
Destroyer of the worlds
Said little old man
When he invented a bomb

But what went wrong
And what left right
New generations
Have got to decide

Fallout, fallout
You know there’s no time left to get out
Fallout, fallout
Sunburns, the Earth is a wasteland

I don’t want to
Set the world on fire
They used to sing
When their mood got higher

But now they’re sitting
Deep down in their vaults
Whining ‘bout past
Listening to old songs