作曲 : Simon Clayton; Julia Clark-Lowes

I miss the Russian I miss Vietnam

Snafu and unforeseen flaws in the plan

I miss Nixon, I miss Agnew and Ford

I am a steward, I am shackled and Bored

I miss Castro, I miss the Chinese

I miss sympathetic fascist regimes

I miss the future that we had in the past

Miss knowing that this day could be my last

We are the A.T.F

Mopping up what's left

In the promised land where we are living

We are the A.T.F

Mopping up what's left

The machine we built still needs feeding

These kids are crazy since the wars all got won

We built Jerusalem for ungrateful scum

I miss history, I miss death and disease

(I miss)Smoky bars with monochrome TVs

I miss the Masons and Main Street USA

I miss the beer bongs and the football games

I miss the summers and the eight track tapes

I miss the boys and the covered up rapes

We are the A.T.F

Mopping up what's left

In the promised land where we are living

We are the A.T.F

Mopping up what's left

The machine we built still needs feeding

We need the victory

We need the press

We need it for the A.T.F

We need the victory

We need the press

We need it for the A.T.F

We need the victory

We need the press

We need it for the A.T.F

I like the uniform

I keep it pressed

We keep it for the A.T.F

(This thing will not stand)

(This thing will not stand)

(This thing will not stand)

(This thing will not stand)

(This thing will not stand)

(This thing will not stand)

We are the A.T.F

Mopping up what's left

In the promised land where we are living

We are the A.T.F

Mopping up what's left

The machine we built still needs feeding

We are the A.T.F

Mopping up what's left

In the promised land where we are living

We are the A.T.F

Mopping up what's left

The machine we built still needs feeding