The judgement and the jury are waiting for the bomb to fall
The preacher and the teacher have all felt the call
The bomb
The bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb
The bomb
The bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb
It'll hit you high, it'll hit you low, from your body to your head
You'll want to stand and scream, "It's a wonderful thing," but you'll be on your face instead
The bomb
The bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb
The bomb
The bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb
Oh, here comes the bomb
Pythagoras and the Mathmatist have got a theorem for serums
And the baby that flies in the Aegean skies has got nobody to steer him
The bomb
The bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb
The bomb
The bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb
Oh, here comes the bomb
Oh, yeah
The bomb, the bomb, the bomb