P. O. E. Lyrics

by Adam And The Ants

Damn your eyes, Mr. Khruschev
Don't go dropping bombs on here
'Cause if you start dropping bombs over here
We're gonna have to drop some bombs over there

Heard a lot of small talk all about your doing
But we will be the last boys left standing in the ruins

Yes, siree, goodby, ee
To the twentieth century
Yipee, ya, yipee, ya

Clamping on a stetson, activate the go code
Get me a citation when I drop my little load

Yes, siree, goodby, ee
To the twentieth century
Yipee, ya, yipee, ya

Pleasures of survival ain't so tough
Have a real good time in Vegas with all that stuff

Yes, siree, goodby, ee
To the twentieth century
Yipee, ya, yipee, ya