Strontium Wombles
A song of protest against polluting the planet with radioactivity


You can sing this to the tune of the "Wombles' Song" by Mike Batt.
Copyright Mike Batt, who has kindly given permission for this barefaced ripoff.

After Chernobyl we finally hear
All kinds of cancer went up the next year;
"Hard to interpret" said OPCS,
Can't understand it? Well here is a guess.
Radioisotopes from the Ukraine
Drifted to Wales on the wind and the rain;
Rainfall is higher in Bangor than Kent
Cancer in Wales is up 30%.

We're eating Strontium,
Diet'ry supplement
Good for our bones and our DNA,
Where the beta decay,
In an occasional
Maybe mutational
Way
Kills
Us

Even Dave Cameron knows what it means -
Radioisotopes alter our genes;
Ghosts of dead babies will give him no rest
'Til the dosimetry's been reassessed.
Wombling strombling Bangor to Kent
Telling the truth of the Second Event;
Telling a tragedy all in two scenes, how
Solit'ry atoms are changing our genes.

We're eating Strontium,
Making good use of it
Spicing up ev'ryone's DNA,
Where the beta decay,
In an occasional
Maybe mutational
Way
Kills
Us

Nuclear 'stablishment, castle of lies,
Children are dying in front of your eyes,
Born with no limbs, with two heads, or no brain,
Born to a life of incurable pain.
Nuclear subsidy victims will pay,
while You take a pension and tiptoe away;
Don't reassure us 'cause we always knew
Yours was a story too slick to be true.

We're eating Strontium,
Making good use of it
Spicing up ev'ryone's DNA,
Where the beta decay,
In an occasional
Maybe mutational
Way
Kills
Us

Nobody's hiding these nuclear crooks,
Government stooges aren't cooking the books;
Only the mothers are guilty of crimes,
Bearing their children in nuclear times.
Radioisotopes float around free
Up in the atmosphere, under the sea;
So much disease is genetic'lly linked,
Strontium Wombles could soon be extinct.

Lyrics by Richard Bramhall, 1993
Revised 2006 (god, am I still doing this?)


¹OPCS = "Office of Population Censuses and Surveys"
(now called "Office of National Statistics")

This was originally written when the Tories were in office, while we were campaigning (successfully as it turned out) to have Trawsfynydd nuclear power station closed. At that time it said Even John Major can see what it means ... . In these days of Tony's mad obsession with foisting a new lot of nuclear power stations on us, I've had to update it. And I suppose we could sing Even James Lovelock can see what it means ... Ghosts of dead babies give Gaia no rest ...., except it seems he doesn't see.

The 1993 version had no words to fit the middle eight of Mike Batt's original tune. He wasn't happy about this and after all these years I have added the bit that starts We're breathing Strontium ... I hope you like it, Mike.


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