Sheep in the field - (Geronimo)

I'm being wired
For radiation control
The furnace is fired
The planes are ready to go
The straw on the camel
The weight is breaking it's back
A snake in the grass for
Laws of preemptive attack

Where are my friends the people I used to know
The things that we loved, the places we used to go
My friends all are dead and only strangers alive
Of things that I've loved, I think that nothing survived

Geronimo

We're being wired
It's getting out of control
A nuclear religion
Nothing to save but your soul
A neutron reaction
A real estates dream
A local disturbance
Now they can wipe the slate clean

Where are my friends the people I used to know
The things that we loved, the places we used to go
My friends all are dead and only strangers alive
Of things that I've loved, I think that nothing survived

Geronimo

Knives are for grinding
What do you dream when you sleep
You say the Lord is my shepherd
You know what happens to sheep
So disarm the butcher
Just like on Animal Farm
Destroy all their weapons
Or pigs will raise the alarm

Where are my friends the people I used to know
The things that we loved, the places we used to go
My friends all are dead and only strangers alive
Of things that I've loved, I think that nothing survived

Geronimo
Geronimo, my boys
Geronimo

Lyrics by Stephen Goodfellow 1982