He Looks Like Spencer Tracy Now

There's a shadow on his photograph on Tinian '45 Smiling like a college boy who's glad to be alive But now he owns a factory and a store in Los Alamos A wife called Beverly sells second hand Ford Motors He may have taken pictures, been caught in Albuquerque Flown in great artiste on a mushroom cloud He may be a senator or a general or a turn key But I know he looks like Spencer Tracy now And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night And he may have been with Oppenheimer, shaken Einstein's hand Did we have to drop the bomb? You bet, to save this land He was only taking pictures around the critical mass While the troops on Tinian island sang 'Follow the bouncing ball' White Christmas He may have been a nationalist, a physicist or a pacifist But he's just taking pictures and he'll do it anyhow Well, I have seen that movie of Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde And I know he looks like Spencer Tracy Now And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night Tears falling down the streets And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night Oh, he cries all night