*Yevtushenko?*

"I'm not afraid of atom bombs", said Khrushchev
"And they know it
I'm not afraid of anything
Except perhaps a poet"

*Less Majeste*

A recitation
No matter how high or great the throne
What sits on it is the same as your own

*For the Men of Extinction*

[Intro]
Off we go into the wild blue yonder
Climbing high into the sun
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder
At 'em now, give 'em the gun
Down we dive spouting our flame from under
Off with one helluva roar
We live in fame or go down in flame
Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force

[Verse 1]
Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelter
Worthy of Kubla Kahn's Xanadu dome
Plushy and swanky with posh hanky-panky
That affluent yankees can really call home
[Verse 2]
Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelter
A push-button palace, florescent repose
Electric devices for facing a crisis
With frozen fruit ices and cinema shows

[Verse 3]
Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelter
Of chromium kitchens and rubber tile dorms
With waterproof portals to echo the chortles
Of weatherproof mortals in hydrogen storms

[Outro]
What a great come-to-glory emporium
To enjoy a deluxe moratorium
Where nuclear heat can beguile the elite
In a crème de la crème crematorium

*Achtung!*

[Verse 1]
The Nazi, whom we did abhor
Is now gemütlichkeiter
For when he isn't making war
No one could be politer
[Verse 2]
He woos Miss Liberty with zeal
He bows with grace and rigor
To kiss the hand and click the heel
Before he clicks the trigger

*Red, White and Blue Cross*

You're paid to stop a bullet
It's a soldier's job they say
And so you stop the bullet
And then they stop your pay

*Should I Write a Letter to My Congressman?*

Should I write a letter to my congressman?

Each congressman has got two ends
A sitting and a thinking end
And since his whole success depends upon on his seat
Why bother, friend?

*Back to the Drawing Board*

[Verse 1]
God made the world in six days flat
On the seventh He said, "I'll rest"
So He let the thing into orbit swing
To give it a dry run test
[Verse 2]
A billion years went by
Then He took a look at the whirling blob
His spirits fell as He shrugged
"Ah well, it was only a six-day job"