Fischer-z Red Skies Over Paradise (a Brigthon Dream)
My hand reached down for the radio.
I held it up to my ear.
The beads of sweat gathered on my head and trickeld down.
Out in the park children were playing.
Though it was dark... The sky glowed red.
People were stunned, everyone waiting
Nobody knew why... But I see all now.
The newsman said most of London's gone.
We saw the cloud rise from here.
An ice cream van with it's music on goes round and round.
Out in the park children were playing.
Though it was dark the sky glowed red.
People were stunned, everyone waiting.
Nobody knew why... But I see it all now.
Down in their bunkers under the sea.
Men pressing buttons don't care about me.
There's lots of sand on the cellar floor.
We went down there for the night.
The barricades that my brother made keeps out the light.
Out in the park... children were playing.
Though it was dark the sky glowed red.
People were stunned, everyone waiting.
Nobody knew why... But I see it all now.
Down in their bunkers under the sea.
Men pressing buttons don't care about me.
