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living through another cuba [live]
Living through another Cuba  It's 1961 again and we are piggy in the middle  While war is polishing his drum and peace plays second fiddle   Russia and America are at each other's throats  But don't you cry  Just on your knees and pray, and while you're  Down there, kiss your arse goodbye   We're the bulldog on the fence  While others play their tennis overhead  It's hardly love all and somebody might  Wind up red or dead  Pour some oil on the water quick  It doesn't really matter where from  He love me, he loves me not  He's pulling fins from an atom bomb   This phenomenon happens every 20 years or so  If they're not careful your watch won't be the  Only thing with a radioactive glow  I'll stick my fingers in my ears  And hope they make it up before too late  If we get through this lot alright  They're due for replay, 1998