Moderately bright, with spirit
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So Long, Mom, I'm off to drop the bomb, So don't wait up for me.
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But while your swelter, down there in your shel-ter,
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You can see me, on your T.V. While we're attacking frontally,
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Watch Brinkally and Huntally, de-scribing contra-puntally,the cities we have lost.
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No need for you to miss a minute of the agonizing holocaust.
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Little Johnny Jones he was a U.S. pilot, and no shrinking vi'let was he.
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He was mighty proud when Would War Three was declared.
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He wasn't scared, no sir-ree!
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And this is what he said on his way to Ar-ma-ged-don:
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So Long, Mom. I'm off to drop the bomb. So don't wait up for me.
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But though I may roam, I'll come back to my home.
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All though it may be. A pile of de-bris.
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Re-member Mommy, I'm off to get a commie, so send me a sa-lami, and try to smile some-how.
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I'll look for you, when the war is o-ver. An hour and a half from now.
