Dead Reckoning

New York City, New York Times: 2084 Businessman makes a deal for a nuclear war Time is right to split the atom and the Berlin Wall Burn your dead, nuclear holocaust will fall Dead reckoning! Make a deal, time is right to start your fight Friends are here, all are waiting for the night Just waitin’ to see if it’s alright Burn your slaves, it will seem a Southern light Dead reckoning! City weeps, children run to hide their skins Time will stop as the nuclear war begins End is near…and it has never been Children die but I’m sure no one can win New York City, New York Times: 2085 Business man, he is dead no one left alive Saturn sky, a fire has just arrived I can see what a waste for the tears you’ve cried Dead reckoning! Dead reckoning! Dead reckoning! Dead reckoning! Dead reckoning! I reckon you're dead!