Say farewell to your fairweather friends And not a second too soon To live a life among ruins There was nothing left but to cut ourselves loose These fascists and philistines of violence and fashion These modern-day philistines They stamped on your hands They stamped on my hands Any day now we'll perish These are nervous times No-one can hold a candle to you When it comes down to virtue and truth No-one can hold a candle to you And I, darling, dim next to you No-one can hols a candle to you When it comes down to old-fashion virtue Kingdom mine - open your eyes Make up your minds Are we Einsteins or Frankensteins ? You said "Blow them away to kingdom come" But will a kingdom be won ? No-one can hold a candle to you When it comes down to virtue and truth And I, darling... I dim next to you Hiroshima - No thanks