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Let's play: I'm 1942, & you, you're the invasion. This is our Pacific Theater: bombed out sandlots & friendly fire, a battle fought in bloody knuckles & picket fences. Yeah, we got the thousand yard stare. Let's play! I'm Fat Man, & you, you're Little Boy. This is our Manhattan Project: to get Mom in shape for a date w/ a first class ticket to the Bikini Atoll, cause she wants to be a bomb. "A bomb?" A-BOMB! Yeah, this summer we got the thousand yard stare. |