Tanks
Ai.
Oh the tanks won’t rumble in the streets,
there’ll be no-one left to drive them,
there’ll be no-one left alive then.
As far as you can see(well as far as I can see)

Aii.
And the cops won’t bust you on the beat,
For they won’t have survived then.
Won’t even be able to bribe them,
Just wait and see.

Bi.
There might be
A cockroach or two
Down at the zoo,
Eating remains
Like me and like you.
No-one will be exterminating them then.

Bii.
There won’t be
Any more war,
News like before,
Any more poor,
No broken law,
Simply because the human race will all be at an end.

(stirring martial interlude-sing it, ‘cause the band’s dead)
Bra, ba ba, ba ba babababup.

Aiii.
There’ll be no more sun dried raisins in the shops,
There’ll be no-one left to dry them.
There’ll be no-one left to buy them.
Not even you or me!

Repeat Bi, Bii, and Ai until the Peacemaking Force comes.
 
An anti neutron bomb song. From Nu-Clear Words for the Coffee Table - a talking book by Silly Symphony, 1984