Harold Hering, home from war, half his life in uniform
From the skies over Vietnam to a hole deep underground
One hand on the codebook, one hand on the key
Staring at the radio, alert for any sound
What will you do when the word comes down?
A humble missile farmer tending to his crop
Waiting for a signal to get passed on down the chain
But Harold had one question, and it ended his career:
When they say the word that ends the world, how will I know they're sane?
What will you do when the word comes down and the hand on the trigger shakes?
The warning lights are flashing but no-one sees them anymore
The squeaky wheels are drowning in our grease
Everyone's connected, all the systems jury-rigged
A distant voice is counting down and the safety's been released
What will we do when the hand on the trigger shakes?
Grreat socially concious Oi with an edge. Im not sure if the " Death Ridge Boys" is a nod to the country music luminaries-- The Oak Ridge Boys" ( lol.....cant believe I just wrote that) ,but this band delivers loud and proud. East Bay Working Class