Let the quartz fall
Let the sky light up with its fire
Jumping Jack Flash
Our fathers have cause to retire
It’s far too late now
If we fall out then I’m sorry
Are white-clenched like heat
Which rises and smothers in glory
To the theorising
How pleasant were those words that he spoke?
They seemed in the crowd
Though they’re quick to the fires they stoke
So we will ’til the end of the world
We were for a time
Now our atomic greed is all told
And foolish you say
Playing God was a bloody good laugh!
By time, greed and rage
Our homeland has had quite enough
Hands in the shade
Of a million fireflies racing
Into the sky
And on-rushing; it’s hell we’re facing.