[Intro] [Driving 102 BPM two-step groove, weeping pedal steel, fingerpicked acoustic guitar and twangy Telecaster over crisp punchy drums] [Verse 1] Ten days of cooling, the pumps are humming low Relying on the smoke to keep the deadly core aglow The external cables severed, not a spark from out the grid Now the mighty forces crying like a frightened little kid Calling up the UN, sitting shivering at the line Begging for a blue flag just to save this grand design Hiding in the shadows of the international shield Too afraid to drive a tanker cross the open, empty field [Pre-Chorus] Mighty empire on paper, shaking at the wheel! Begging for inspectors just to shield their stolen steel! Afraid to face the open sky without a foreign hand! The second greatest army in a diesel-starved command! [Chorus] Crying to the UN just to haul a tanker truck! Occupying cowards when they run clean out of luck! Hiding by the reactor with their trembling, dirty hands! Begging for a badge to cross the occupied lands! Escort the convoy! Generators coughing in the night! Mighty superpowers running from a phantom strike! [Verse 2] August twenty came and went, the power lines went cold Now the desperate scenario is ready to unfold They declared the whole facility was fortress and iron Now they're calling out to Vienna with a diplomatic siren Humiliation on wheels, drafting urgent letters out Protect a little fuel can, that is all they care about The whole world is laughing at the conquerors' parade Hiding behind monitors, terrified and afraid [Chorus] Crying to the UN just to haul a tanker truck! Occupying cowards when they run clean out of luck! Hiding by the reactor with their trembling, dirty hands! Begging for a badge to cross the occupied lands! Escort the convoy! Generators coughing in the night! Mighty superpowers running from a phantom strike! [Outro] Cenerator shutting down. [Pedal steel and singing fiddle trade licks over a driving two-step, finishing on a crisp country stop]
