When the blackout curtains are drawn and the world outside sounds like a scrap yard in a hurricane, there’s only one thing left to do. The Atomic Sisters are slowing things down with “Hunker Down, Honey,” a cozy, mid-tempo swing number that proves romance is the best radiation shielding money can’t buy.

Beans, Broth, and Bliss

Vivian, Rosemary, and Frankie are trading the high-octane dance floor for the quiet comfort of a well-stocked cellar. This track is all about the little things: a patched coat, a warm chair, and the kind of “government toast” that tastes like heaven when you’re sharing it with the right person.

It’s a reminder that while we’re all rationing our supplies, we don’t have to ration our hearts. As the Sisters croon, even a ticking Geiger counter can’t spoil the mood when you’ve got a jar of fruitcake to bake and a little extra liquor stashed behind the air filters.

Clear Hearts, Thick Air

“Hunker Down, Honey” captures that unique bunker-dweller’s defiance—the ability to let the sirens wail and the world crumble while focusing on the “four bunker walls” that keep us safe. It’s a love song for the long haul, reminding us that even if the air’s gone thick, our vision for the future can still be crystal clear.

So, grab your sweetheart, pull the blankets tight, and remember: as long as you’re dancing in the gloom, the wasteland doesn’t stand a chance.

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HUNKER DOWN, HONEY

by: Atomic Sisters

We’ve got beans in the cellar and love in the air
The radio’s warm and I fixed up your chair
The blackout’s in place and the kettle’s on tight
So hunker down honey we’ll ride out the night

Hunker down honey don’t you fret
The world’s gone wild but we ain’t done yet
With a kiss and a can of good old stew
I’ll ration my heart just for you

The Geiger is ticking the lights like to flicker
But I’m still your gal and I brought extra liquor
I patched up your coat with thread from my skirt
And I dusted the fallout right off of your shirt

Hunker down honey hold me close
We’re sweeter than a jar of government toast
The world outside might crumble and break
But I’ve got you sugar and fruitcake to bake

So let ’em drop their warnings let sirens wail
Let the wind tear through every half buried rail
We’ve got four bunker walls and a warm tin of love
And the stars still blink somewhere up above

Hunker down honey don’t you fear
The air’s gone thick but our love’s still clear
From the crater to the moon we’ll dance in the gloom
Just two little lovers in one little room