The Beast From 20,000 Fathoms.

Well the nook-you-lar powers thought they were the kings of the beach,
Blowing up everything that was in reach,
They made the tectonic fault lines rattle,
From Nevada to Oz and Bikini Atoll,
But up at the North Pole something big was stirring under the ice.

The Beast from 20,000 fathoms – below,
Tearing up houses, flattening cars, and shoutin’ go man, go, go, go, go.

It moved through the sea like a big green sub-a -marine,
The nastiest T-Rex tribute you’ve ever seen,
Made a trawler captain lose his nut,
Stomped out a lighthouse like a cigarette butt,
Hit a leisurely crawl as he headed for the Manhattan shore.

He’s a prehistoric vandal with poisonous blood, ten tons of trouble all covered in mud,
If you ain’t shooting missiles don’t mess with him bud, ‘cos the Beast is on the loose.

He’s going on a morning stroll through the town,
Don’t you get in his way or he’ll knock you down,
Trashing pedestrians and bending banks,
Head for the subway call in the tanks,
Bazookas don’t hurt him ‘cos his skull’s eight inches thick.

Headed up to Coney Island ‘fore his day is done, splintered roller coasters just for fun,
The Ferris wheel sniper stopped his run, with a noo-clear ice-o-tope.