When I wake up in the morning
Get my breakfast at the larder
Take my cup of tea
And go out in the garden
What's those lights up in the northern sky?
It looks like London burning
But then could be Bristol
I'm really not that certain
Sorry boys it's a big mistake
Like to stop the rockets
But it's much to late
When it drops its bombs on England
I'll make sure I'm not there
I'll be in the Caribbean
Or somewhere like Australia
Cause I don't want to be a mutant, nor I
Arms and legs in funny places
My elbows where my hands are
My ass right where my face is
Sorry boys it's a big mistake
Like to stop the rockets
But it's much to late