In the town where I’ve retired
A Memorial’s awfully near,
And it tells us of the time
When the Cold War engendered fear.

Sailors sailed, to keep us ‘safe’ --
Secret missions ‘neath the waves.
Soviet strike? Well we’d respond.
They could never make us slaves.

Nuclear power transformed the submarine --
Submerged months in between, with missile launch unseen.
Trident warheads, a payload that’s obscene,
A missile-launch machine, nuclear submarine.

No recourse, all mankind’s caught
In the path of the juggernaut,
So give Gor-bachev our thanks.
(nautical tune)

We all live near a nuclear submarine,
Missile-launch machine; we’re all trapped in between.
We all live with nuclear submarines,
Missile-launch machines blow Earth to smithereens.

Cold War’s thawed – a time of peace.
From a gruesome fate, we’re now released.
A Memorial down the street --
Tourists gripe about the summer heat.

We all live near a nuclear submarine,
Missile-launch machine; we’re all trapped in between.
Live or die with nuclear submarines,
Missile-launch machines blow Earth to smithereens.