O cruel other

Mark my word I say

In the a.m. I am long gone, an AM wave

This is all you will know of my face

I'm done with Atom Age


And early DJs 

Who I leave here in the dusk

I'd guess you're turning up so fine there before our sun

Where the angel strumpets open up

The perfect figures wade {& weighed}

In on the shape of the atom made


My dear mother

don't you lay wake

fix on the river flowing only for heaven's sake

this is all just a chemical change

A return to native states


{See major changes 

in an ocean around each man

my undoing will be by my own hand

wave after wave I am winding up the sand

where my babies play}

the fresh fallen atom made


Ma, I'll survive this plane

course I've always been the same

it's just I hear my number played

high above the barking waves

so it's in my bed I'm laid

and 'O to be atom made'