[Verse 1]
Unit three fuel building 
louder through the fan
Truck bay, vaults, crane hook, same old plan
“Four casks on a flatbed 
two sticks per can”
Open, lift, unpin, relock—do it again

Racks pulled out, water’s still here
Foot below the floor—used to sit near
“Now it’s slowly evaporating”
Say it casual like it’s not waiting

“Please turn around.”
Three, two, one.
Clean.

“No eating, drinking, chewing.”
Say it like a rule, not a warning.

[Pre-Chorus]
Thirty seconds still, then “turn around”
Three-two-one - keep it clean, keep it calm
If it’s sealed like they swear it is
Why the warnings, why the checks, why the alarms?

[Verse 2]
Flight panel supervisory - two seats, one crown
ATC never leaves, somebody swaps you down
Clean board religion: “No alarms allowed”
Twelve-hour watch, eyes locked, coffee banned

E-Zero binder, page-worn spine
Trip or safety injection - read the line
Rods drop, red lights, breaker opens fast
Thirty seconds later the turbine’s past

“How long to restart?”
Depends what tripped it.
Xenon gas loads, peaks eight hours,
drifts out slow - don’t fight it.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Condenser needs river, not just will
Variable pumps - set the flow by chill
Time of year decides what “firm” can do
Steam to the blades, then the weather tells you

[Chorus]
You can’t decommission Medusa
You can only box her up
Pour another ring of concrete
Call it “sealed enough”
Don’t drink, don’t chew, don’t linger long
Keep your eyes on the signs while the years roll on
You can’t decommission Medusa
You can only stand watch

[Verse 3]
Out on the pad rows like monuments
Different tops, different vents, same permanence
Short can over there - Unit One’s last
“Back in the day” - say it proud, say it fast

GTCC section - “see how the top is different?”
Like a museum label inside the fence line, distant
Heat shimmer off the lid in winter air
“Lot of heat still coming off the fuel there”

“Plant isn’t perfect.”
Issue: water in the inlet path
Pull the plugs, add the screens
Say “problem solved” and laugh

Why a deep repository?
Perfectly fine right here.
Heritage-washing custody
into a souvenir.

[Bridge]
Just don’t lick it.
That’s only x-rays.
Dose-by-a-flight comparison
to wash the day away

Smallest footprint.
Parking lot size.
But the lights stay on
when the plant goes offline

[Chorus]
You can’t decommission Medusa
You can only box her up
Pour another ring of concrete
Call it “sealed enough”
Don’t drink, don’t chew, don’t linger long
Keep your eyes on the signs while the years roll on
You can’t decommission Medusa
You can only stand watch

[Outro]
Clean board. Clean exit.
Turn around. Three, two, one.
The plant goes dark—the pad stays lit.
(You can't decommission Medusa)
(You can't decommission Medusa)
3-2-1
(You can't decommission Medusa)