It's Christmas at ground zero.

There's music in the air.

The slay bells are ringing,

And the carolers are singing,

While the air raid sirens blair.

It's Christmas at ground zero.

The button has been pressed.

The radio just let us know

That this is not a test.

Everywhere the atom bombs are droppin'.

It's the end of all humanity.

No more time for last minutes shoppin'.

It's time to fast your final destiny.

It's Christmas at ground zero.

There's panic in the crowd.

We can dodge debris,

While we trim the tree,

Underneath a mushroom cloud.

You might hear some reindeer on your rooftop,

Or Jack Frost on your window sill.

But if someone's climbing down your chimney,

You better load your gun and shoot to kill.

It's Christmas at ground zero,

And if the radiation level's OK,

I'll go out with you and see all the new

Mutations on New Year's Day.

It's Christmas at ground zero.

Just seconds left to go.

I'll duck and cover with my yule-tide lover,

Underneath the mistletoe.

It's Christmas at ground zero.

Now the missles are on their way.

What a crazy fluke. We're gonna get nuked,

On this jolly holiday.

What a crazy fluke.

We're gonna get nuked,

On this jolly holiday.