[Verse]
Blue-green 'cross the surface of the lake
A shining, metallic gleam
Another toxic thing, a poison bloom
I could easily imagine any manner of disaster
Couldn't you?

[Bridge]
Always feeling tense
I await calamity
At times I feel I can't even
Trust the ground under my feet

[Chorus]
Floating atop a mushroom cloud
Floating atop a mushroom cloud

[Outro]
Floating atop a mushroom cloud
Floating atop a mushroom cloud