Nuclear Reactor - Birth Control

I’m feeling runout, nearly stewed

Goin' where it takes me

Get on, I’m-a-shake in my shoes, have I lost my way?

I get along with my due, as a human being

Right or wrong, I leave the outs, have I lost my way?

Uranium 235

Boils in the cladding box

A so called blanket as a lock

No other way to move with the times

No other way in sight

And so our life ain’t worth a dime

A different way would let us head for the deep

Seems we had our days

Demonstration, battles are done

I don’t see no fun in it, but have it your way

Hey, nuclear reactor

You’ll make our troubles fade away

You’ll give us final peace and destination

Hey, nuclear reactor

You are the tart of industry

You are the germ of radiated oceans

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, nuclear reactor

You’ll make our troubles fade away

You’ll give us final peace and destination

Hey, nuclear reactor

You are the tart of industry

You are the germ of radiated oceans

Hey, nuclear reactor

You are the tart of industry

You are the germ of radiated oceans