Circle

Photograph: Happy Grubbs
Chief coordinator: Paige Brodsky
Released: 1988
Format: Vinyl LP
Originally sold in record stores
Type: Compilation
Matrix number: VPAG-LP-4694

Nuclear World Angles Down

God save you if you're born a girl

There's nothing you can do 'cause they'll all do it to you

God save you if you're born in America

You're working for the Reagans or you're working in Peru

God save you if you're born black

Society won't want you and they'll try to send you back 

God save you if you're born a homosexual

They have a separate table for the ladies and the fags


God save us 'cause we're living in a nuclear world

Save us 'cause we're giving all we have to the gov.

Save us, can you tell if you're a boy or a girl

Save us 'cause we're living in a nuclear


God save you if you're overweight

You're sticking to your diet but you don't know what you ate
God save you from the Church of god

They'll tell you what you want to hear and then they'll tell you their rate

God save you if you can't conform

You'll see they'll go reform you if you're straying from the norm

God save you if you're handicapped

They'll say you're not a real person and that's not where it's at


God save us cause we're living in a nuclear world

Save us 'cause we can't afford to pay off our "bills 

Save us 'cause I think we're all incurably ill

Save us 'cause we're living in a nuclear world


Nuclear babies bouncing off the wall 

Weaned on their bottles with nylon nipples

Disposable family in the family car

Going away for a vacation

On a slippery Vaseline beach


It's just a brown paper bag, take-out order, toilet paper

Rubber, polyethylene, microwave, mucous membrane

Felt tip, ballpoint, aerosol, sanitary napkin, two for one

Nuclear world


God save you if you can't conceive

They're mixing you a baby in a laboratory 

God save you if you're getting old

They'll stick you in an institution and watch your body go cold

God save you if you're born at all

You know you're asking for some trouble if you crawl out the womb
God save you on your dying day

They'll pickle up your body and stick you in your tomb


© 1986 Douglas Chay