Say farewell to your fairweather friends
And not a second too soon
To live a life among ruins
There was nothing left but to cut ourselves loose
These fascists and philistines of violence and fashion
These modern-day philistines
They stamped on your hands
They stamped on my hands
Any day now we'll perish
These are nervous times

No-one can hold a candle to you
When it comes down to virtue and truth
No-one can hold a candle to you
And I, darling, dim next to you

No-one can hols a candle to you
When it comes down to old-fashion virtue
Kingdom mine - open your eyes
Make up your minds
Are we Einsteins or Frankensteins ?
You said "Blow them away to kingdom come"
But will a kingdom be won ?

No-one can hold a candle to you
When it comes down to virtue and truth
And I, darling... I dim next to you

Hiroshima - No thanks