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A bunker is a defensive military fortification designed to protect the inhabitants from falling bombs or other attacks. Bunkers are mostly below ground, compared to blockhouses which are mostly above ground. They were used extensively in World War I, World War II, and the Cold War for weapons facilities, command and control centers, and storage facilities (for example, in the event of nuclear war).
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Bunker is a relatively recent addition to the English language to describe a military structure. According to the Oxford English Dictionary its is a "A military dug-out; a reinforced concrete shelter" and its first use was 13 October 1939 "A Nazi field gun hidden in a cemented 'bunker' on the Western front" (War Pictorial). The word is German in origin and was used by the Germans to describe bombproof shelters both above ground as in Hochbunker and below ground as in the Führerbunker. All the early references to its usage in the Oxford English Dictionary are to German fortifications. By 1947 the word was familiar enough in English that Hugh Trevor-Roper in The Last Days of Hitler was describing Hitler's underground complex near the Reich Chancellery as "Hitler's own bunker" without quotes around the word bunker.
I could take another little ride in the country
Drive my mule down a lane or two
Maybe I'll recall what it was by the country
That made me so excited when I moved uptown
Or maybe it's the noise in the streets and the car parks
Maybe it's the kids as they swan around
Maybe it's the tires that they burn past my window
Or maybe it's the corner where we all hang out
I got no idea where we go from here
Maybe that's why we're living in Bunkers
I got no idea where we go from here
Maybe that's why we're living in Bunkers
we're living in... we're living in... we're living in...
I went down the road to see the end of the movie
Cus I really like the part where the heroine dies
She takes away so many million secrets
But she tells just a few before she closes her eyes
I reckon that's the high and the low of my weekend
I reckon that's all the crazy wool they can pull
I reckon when tomorrow comes I'll be normal
I reckon I may even go back to school
(CHORUS)
Government thugs keep me in through the week
They call out the cops if I'm seen on the street
Strikes me as pointless in millions of ways
I think I'll be a government thug one day
Don't tell me in anger just tell me for real
Why does everybody try to be a real big wheel?
It doesn't hurt a body to live on the street
With all these cowboys and Bunkers and creeps