Living Through Another Cuba Lyrics - Black Sea - Xtc

Living through another Cuba 

It's 1961 again and we are piggy in the middle 

While war is polishing his drum and peace plays second fiddle 

Russia and America are at each other's throats 

But don't you cry 

Just on your knees and pray, and while you're 

Down there, kiss your arse goodbye 

We're the bulldog on the fence 

While others play their tennis overhead 

It's hardly love all and somebody might 

Wind up red or dead 

Pour some oil on the water quick 

It doesn't really matter where from 

He love me, he loves me not 

He's pulling fins from an atom bomb 

This phenomenon happens every twenty years or so 

If they're not careful your watch won't be the 

Only thing with a radioactive glow 

I'll stick my fingers in my ears 

And hope they make it up before too late 

If we get through this lot alright 

They're due for replay, 1998