The Dubliners — The Button Pusher

I am the man, the well-fed man, in charge of the terrible knob The most pleasing thing about it, it's almost a permanent job When the atom war is over, and the world is split in three A consolation I got, well maybe it's not, there'll be nobody left but me I sit at my desk in Washington in charge of this great machine More vicious than Adolf Hitler, more deadly than strichnine And in the evening after a tiring day just to give myself a laugh I hit the button a playful belt and I listen for the blast Well I am the man, the well-fed man, in charge of the terrible knob The most pleasing thing about it, it's almost a permanent job When the atom war is over, and the world is split in three A consolation I got, well maybe it's not, there'll be nobody left but me If Breshniev starts his nonsense, and makes a nasty spell With a wink and a nod from Nixon, I'll blast them all to hell And as for that Fidel Castro, him with the sugar cane He needn't hide behind his whiskers, I'll get him just the same Well I am the man, the well-fed man, in charge of the terrible knob The most pleasing thing about it, it's almost a permanent job When the atom war is over, and the world is split in three A consolation I got, well maybe it's not, there'll be nobody left but me If my wife denies me conjugular rights or my breakfast milk is sour From eight to nine in the morning you're in for a nervous hour The button being so terribly close it's really a dreadful joke A butt with my arse, as I go past, and we'll all go up in smoke Well I am the man, the well-fed man, in charge of the terrible knob The most pleasing thing about it, it's almost a permanent job When the atom war is over, and the world is split in three A consolation I got, well maybe it's not, there'll be nobody left but me Now I'm thinking of joining the army, the army that bans the bomb We'll take up a large collection, and I'll donate my thumb For without it, I am helpless, and that's the way to be You don't have to kill the whole bloody lot to make the people free