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Now itâs a cold, cold war
No one fires a shot
We just stand here pointing weapons
Until someone dies of shock
Yes itâs a cold war
A thaw could end the human race
Weâre crossing our fingers in our pockets
Blasting our cold war rockets
Into space
The family out in Iowa, doesnât know what to do
With Khrushchev on the TV pounding his shoe
Do we build our air raid shelter, with a gun to keep them out?
Or just stand here in the open exposed to the fallout?
Now itâs a cold, cold war
No one fires a shot
We just stand here pointing weapons
Until someone dies of shock
Yes itâs a cold war
A thaw could end the human race
Weâre crossing our fingers in our pockets
Blasting our cold war rockets
Into space
What a shame we build these weapons to hideous to use
When if it ever comes to contest, everyone would lose
How âbout we turn around those cylinders, point them toward the stars?
Send them off on voyages and land them on Mars?
Now itâs a cold, cold war
No one fires a shot
We just stand here pointing weapons
Until someone dies of shock
Yes itâs a cold war
A thaw could end the human race
Weâre crossing our fingers in our pockets
Blasting our cold war rockets
Into space
Looks like all of human history, is frozen on the brink
Armed with hate and our technology, we could end it in a wink
Thatâs why we turn our minds to doo-wop, pretend itâs all okay
Keep practicing our harmonies, let it all go away
Now itâs a cold, cold war
No one fires a shot
We just stand here pointing weapons
Until someone dies of shock
Yes itâs a cold war
A thaw could end the human race
Weâre crossing our fingers in our pockets
Blasting our cold war rockets
Into space
War is war, or so they say
But this one breaks the mold
No armies and no battlefields
This war is cold
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