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Way down here on level 7 |
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So far from the radiation |
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Push-button soldiers underground |
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Stationed seven levels down |
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We're even deeper than the president |
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We are permanent residents |
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We're here for the duration |
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Only we could kill the world |
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All of us at pb command |
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We're prepared to make the last stand |
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We have been provided for |
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Food and water have been stored |
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Much deeper than the politicians |
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Scientists and top technicians |
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Way down here on level 7 |
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Hiding from the radiation |
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We've got this to worry about |
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If there's a leak, there's no way out |
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There's five thousand feet of rock |
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That should be enough to block |
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The side effects brought by our destruction |
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We can only feel privileged |
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No word from 1 through 5 |
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Must assume no one left alive |
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Way down here on level 7 |
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Dying from the radiation |
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Level 6 reports symptoms |
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Caused only by radiation sickness |
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Some of us are feeling ill |
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Starts with vomiting and chills |
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No one answers on the radio |
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The end will surely come, but slowly |
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Good-bye from all of us |
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Way down here on level 7 [Lyrics: brecht] |
