War pigs

 Melt

 

1.You feel this thing I felt,

Radioactive scent,

C’mon because I’m spent,

Let’s play before we melt.

 

2.What in the world it meant,

Not money, but resent,

And to such great extent,

Let’s play before we melt.

 

3.Be living in a tent,

No worries about rent,

Won’t need another cent,

Come out before we melt.

 

4.Be living with intent,

No time for your consent

In cities of cement,

Let’s play before we melt.