Home on the Wastes

Oh, give me a home where the bighorners roam
Where the molerat and the fire gecko play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And my skin is not glowing all day

Home, home on the wastes
Where the molerat and the fire gecko play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And my skin is not glowing all day

Where the rads ain't too high, the waters not bad
The radscorps are playful and mild
Oh, I would not exchange this home on the wastes
For all the big cities so wild

Home, home on the wastes
Where the Master's great armies once played
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And my rads are not rising all day

Home, home on the wastes
Where the molerat and the fire gecko play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And my skin is not glowing all day