Sawed Off City - Pitchblende

Kill Atom Smasher

Sawed Off City

Sun sets slow, leaves a sticky glaze in it’s path

Progress' pace is paralyzed

They took an axe and whacked and hacked and chopped the town in half;

Cut it to size revealing bluer skies

Here’s the place where makeshift men die TV deaths;

in this town we live close

To the ground

Bright light hurts my eyes, i care even less for the city

This is the square where they all stared each other down;

here’s the car that

Drove them straight up the wall

Where’s the barrel that blinded everyone with it’s glare

Cracked, but the act will stand the test of time

Here’s the place where makeshift men die TV deaths;

in this town we live close

To the ground

Bright light hurts my eyes, i care even less for the city