I totally remember the lyrics from summer sleepaway camp (don't ask me why, I still remember lyrics from MAD Magazine song parodies too). FYI I'm 62 now.

(CHORUS):
Strontium, Strontium, Strontium 90
Fallout will get you even if you're underground
So if you want some Strontium, Strontium 90
There's more than enough to go around

What will become of radiation?
No neck, two, or maybe three
Each one will have his own mutation
Nobody else will look like me

So drink to the course of evolution
The next one may very well be you
Clouding the air with the pollution,
And we'll see you next year at the zoo!