Lyrics

[Verse]
Little Timmy’s out the door, with his glasses crooked right,
Rocket ship in his arms, he’s ready for the fight.
His laughter cracks like kindling in that fallout shelter glow,
A kid with dreams too big to fit in the world below.

[Chorus]
Oh Little Timmy, running through the storm,
With canned beans in your backpack and a smile so warm.
The sirens keep on screaming, but you don’t bat an eye,
Little Timmy’s flying high beneath that mushroom sky.

[Verse 2]
He’s got a slingshot in his pocket, a cape that’s torn and red,
He’s calling out for adventure where angels fear to tread.
With mud on his sneakers and a twinkle in his eye,
Oh, Little Timmy’s stories could make the grown men cry.

[Chorus]
Oh Little Timmy, running through the storm,
With canned beans in your backpack and a smile so warm.
The sirens keep on screaming, but you don’t bat an eye,
Little Timmy’s flying high beneath that mushroom sky.

[Bridge]
Through the wreckage and the rubble, a hero stands so small,
A heart too big for his little chest, he’ll answer every call.
No matter how the days roll on, in darkness or in light,
Little Timmy’s spirit burns as pure as stars at night.

[Verse 3]
With his family close beside him, he holds them brave and tight,
A bunker ain't no castle, but it’s home through the fight.
Little Timmy points his rocket, says, "Someday we’ll go far,
Even in the darkest times, we’ll find our lucky star."