Jimmy Buffett - Waiting for the Next Explosion lyrics
[Jimmy Buffett - Waiting for the Next Explosion lyrics]
Missing link crouched upon a promontory rock
Trying to figure out his biological clock
No one around to announce his arrival
So he's got to get to work
On that sense of survival
Oh, oh, it's a dangerous world
Oh, but in China they got smart real fast
That's where they invented the man made blast
They lost a few fingers
And some bamboo shacks
But they gave birth to a tribe of pyromaniacs
Oh, oh, it's a dangerous world
Fire in the sky, lava in the ocean
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Back in the '50s
They thought it made good sense
To teach all the school
Children about civil defense
Don't be scared, do not cry
(Please don't cry)
Just dive under your desk and
Kiss your ass goodbye
Oh, oh, such a dangerous world
It was a hell of a hustle, paranoia promotion
Everybody duck and cover
Just waitin' for the next explosion
Where are you gonna be when it hit's the fan?
Got a plan?
Whatcha gonna do if it lands on you?
Where's your point of view?
Down at the beach club
There's a sales convention
Night sky is the focus
Of that crowd's attention
It's no cosmic collision
Just a fireworks show
But they feel it in their hearts
When those concussion bombs blow
Oh, oh, such a dangerous world
Gunpowder's louder than Newton's
Law of motion
Everybody's waiting for the next explosion
Fire in the sky, falling in the ocean
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Trying to figure out his biological clock
No one around to announce his arrival
So he's got to get to work
On that sense of survival
Oh, oh, it's a dangerous world
Oh, but in China they got smart real fast
That's where they invented the man made blast
They lost a few fingers
And some bamboo shacks
But they gave birth to a tribe of pyromaniacs
Oh, oh, it's a dangerous world
Fire in the sky, lava in the ocean
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Back in the '50s
They thought it made good sense
To teach all the school
Children about civil defense
Don't be scared, do not cry
(Please don't cry)
Just dive under your desk and
Kiss your ass goodbye
Oh, oh, such a dangerous world
It was a hell of a hustle, paranoia promotion
Everybody duck and cover
Just waitin' for the next explosion
Where are you gonna be when it hit's the fan?
Got a plan?
Whatcha gonna do if it lands on you?
Where's your point of view?
Down at the beach club
There's a sales convention
Night sky is the focus
Of that crowd's attention
It's no cosmic collision
Just a fireworks show
But they feel it in their hearts
When those concussion bombs blow
Oh, oh, such a dangerous world
Gunpowder's louder than Newton's
Law of motion
Everybody's waiting for the next explosion
Fire in the sky, falling in the ocean
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion