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