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I've got a bomb shelter in my
With a years supply of beer, guns and a deck of cards
Just me and the band a girls with big tits
We're having a party on the eve of the

The Punx'll the nuclear blast
the world will be ours at last
We'll ransack the local
And get all kids of high tech
Living in the rubble of War III
Safe in a brewery
With motion detectors and claymore
To our No Tresspassing signs

We'll be tyrants and do as we
Enslave the pitiful
We'll be a new
The decadent in history
With girls on golden chains
And bloody arena combat
Exotic executions
Are weekend party

Nuclear
Armageddon War III
The end of the but not for me
It's my post punkrock fantasy

On safari in the zone
where zombies roam
Our enemies out as bait
Lure to where we wait
We let have their ghoulish feast
Then up and spray the beasts
So just if you cross us
Mutants shall feast on thine

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Burning survivalists out of their
Omega man singing Skelter
Road warriors with beers in
offical band