They ripped up all the gra** and they cut down all the trees,
built a fence - little sign says 'Keep away, if you please...'
And it was difficult to argue with the trenches and the guns.
50,000 volts, the wires buzzing - touch it and you're D.O.A.
(d.c.) Deceased! Your secret's safe with us.
The trucks roll in at midnight - skull and crossbones on the headlights.
They carry poison, carry fission for the Black Zone...
Hear the test-tubes bubble with disease for enemies (I hope there's not a breeze!)
And the villigers line up outside with placards, sing 'Abide with me'.
The guards just laugh - smoke rises in the distance...
Because the Black Zone's here to stay and it's here to protect us,
'til that black and bitter day when test-tube spills and blows us all away.