I've seen a fire start in Frisco
The day that the earth quaked
I've seen buildings a-blazing
Throwing up in flames

I heard men, women and children 
Crying out to their God for mercy
But their God didn't listen
So they were burned alive

They went down, down, deep underground
In the great disaster

I was hanging out in New York
In the year two thousand and one
I've seen steel birds falling down in great fire

I've seen so many wars
I've seen men send rockets out into space
I foresee a holocaust 
An angel of death descending to destroy the human race

Down, down, deep undergound
great disaster

In the sixteenth century there was a French philosopher 
By the name of Nostradamus
Who prophesised that in the late twentieth century
An angel of death shall waste this land

holocaust the likes of which 
This planet had never seen
Now, I ask you 
Do you believe this to be [bad word] 

I was standing by the bedside
The night that my father died
He was crying out in pain
To his God he said, "Have mercy, mercy!"

His body was riddled with a disease
Unknown to man so he expected no cure
But before he died that night 
He was lost, insane

He went down, down, deep underground
great disaster

You'll go down, down, deep underground
great disaster