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Yeah, yeah!
C'mon!
Shots were fired from the shore
And the Red Star sailed back out to sea
Was it him or was it her,
How can you be sure that it wasn't me?
Kiss, kiss!
Bang, bang!
Your hero from the war was mysteriously delayed
They killed you with a single bullet…now you're the soviet JFK
Chorus:
They say it was is a Kraganovich from the Central Committee
He's a fucking kulak that wants to get his land for free
On the political stage he's like a human locomotive
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch…what's his motive?
Just about!
To find out!
What we're all about!
In the darkened hallway a man with a gun hides in the dark
A Bolshevik with a briefcase he didn't get very far
Everyone remembers who they were with and where they went that day
But whenever I ask you, you've got nothing to say
Oh my god! You're the Menshevik from the Central Committee
You're the fucking Social Democratic that wants have a revolution blood-free
On the political stage you're like a tap-dancing locomotive
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch…what's your motive?
Welcome comrades to the first congress of the communist party on the International space station
We have invited you here spend your Subotnick on this interplanetary worker's vacation
And now that you've had you had your fill of champagne and caviar in your new private space car
I would like to listen to an address the first Intergalactic Red Czar:
'We want all of you always to be dressed in the latest couture…
But to live like we live you've got to want to always be poor!
No More..champaign! No more..cavier! No more…private space cars! No more living like a Czar! You can kill me but you can't kill an electric guitar!"
Yeah that's right, I'm the fucking peasant in the Central Committee
An anarchist yr midst that wants to set our country free!
On the political stage I'm a time bomb shaped like a locomotive!
Yeah I'm sick of you and all with your twisted, corrupt motives
All your human sex traffic, and your drug addicts…you're the one who killed Kirov so you can live like a Czar…
But you cant kill our 'lectic guitars!
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Wham!
Bam!
You know we all gotta thank you ma'am!
You put "Tankograd" back on the map
We gotta bust you outta that place
Laugh right in the oligarch's face!
Early in the morning when there's no one around
Creeping through snow in Ekaterina town
You're waking up to another frozen labor camp morning...
But you know sometimes life's little surprises
Come shooting right through the blue sky
And the come on strong with no warning
Just like back in 2001, Sept 6th I think it was
My life came falling from the sky like a meteor over Bedstuy...
chorus:
Just like when your band blew up on the scene
The whole world wants to see ya
Just like and an angel falling from heaven
Here comes the meteor name Maria
But back to the present day
You're languishing in solitary
As our plan comes together
The enemy drones
Hover over the heather
We are on a mission from space, and it's do or die
And if we do it right, you and your baby will unite
Man, all these spies on the international scene
Monitoring my activities
As Maria sits in cell and brushes her curly blond hair
A crossed wire here, a double agent there
A Mig 100 got me caught in its cross hairs
Our plan to break Maria out..
chorus:
Just like when yr band blew up on the scene
The whole world came to see ya
Just like and an angel falling from heaven
Here comes the meteor name Maria
Boom!
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I know you were the latch key kid that was always all alone
And now that you've gone back home
You've taken back all the toys that were taken from ya
Don't let your jealously and revenge control ya
(you can do anything you want to)
so what am I gonna do now?
i can do anything I want
(so what are you gonna do?)
Now that your old enough to decide
What you're gonna show and what you're gonna hide
Who you're gonna see up front,
In the back and on the the side…Alright!
(We're all children now)
Laughing, crying and dying
(We're in this all together now)
At least we're fucking trying
(We can be anyone we want to)
I think I'll be your demolition girl
(we can be anything we want to)
I'll be your demolition girl
You know me, I was always kind of shy
But one day in the public restroom I thought I'd give it a try
If you're like me you're getting in gender trouble if you're gay straight or bi
It's one of those situations where you have to choose but you never could decide
"Hey, you look alright…
You show me yours and I'll show you mine!"
"Oh my god! What do you call that?"
"I call it what I have to work with!"
(you can do anything you want to)
so what am I gonna do now?
i can do anything I want
(so what are you gonna do?)
(we can be anyone we want to)
I'm gonna be your demolition girl
(we can do anyone we want!)
I think I'll be your demolition girl
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Some say we're too young to rule but we'll show you wrong
C'mon together show we're strong
How does it feel to be (Great! Great!) part of the cause?
C'mon and stand firm and strong
Rebels Rule tonight
Get up, get up, get up and fight
Stand up! Stand up! Stand up for rebel rule
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up for reb, stand up for reb, stand up for reb, rebel rule!
If you don't like to be, sent to school
just SHOUT rebels rule!
If this should prove to be (Great! Great!) a new revolution
just shout rebels rule
Stand aside you know we're right
Get up, get up, get up and fight
(solo)
stand aside you know we're right
get up, get up, get up and fight
Stand up! Stand up! Stand up for rebel rule
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up for reb, stand up for reb, stand up for reb, rebel rule!
(just drums)
Stand up! Stand up! Stand up for rebel rule
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up for reb, stand up for reb, stand up for reb, rebel rule!
Stand up, stand up up up up
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Delirious (Бредящий)
03:32
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No one in the world likes me
Every body just hates me
No one knows what I'm about
That's why i just scream and shout
Maybe I got up on the wrong side of bed
Don't take me serious
I'm just delirious
I'm not responsible
I'm just impossible
Someone up above hates me
Don't know where I've been lately
Close my eyes and i see death
Was it something i just said?
Maybe i'm going out of my head
Don't take me serious
I'm just delirious
I'm not responsible
It's just impossible
I'm just delirious
Don't take me serious
I'm not responsible
I'm just impossible
They don't know what i'm about
That's why i just scream and shout
I would be better off dead!
Don't take me serious
I'm just delirious
Don't take me serious
I'm not responsible
I'm just impossible
I'm just delirious
Don't take me serious
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Soldiers dance
To a shortwave radio
In the zone they take a chance
Singing a song that they all know
"Radiation in the atmosphere
our favorite discos have all disappeared"
chorus:
Chernobyl Rockin' and everything is stopping
now no one can get in our way
Chernobyl rocking and the Ruble's dropping
I thought this was the Ukraine
He man drag
In a glittering ball room
Samshin is lyin' on the floor
No wonder he can't see no more
Grey Skies over a white field
The northern lights are like an Iron Shield
You better suit up baby!
(chorus)
Chernobyl rocking', the KGB is knocking
Now it's time to choose your fate
Chernobyl Rockin', just keep on shopping
Welcome to USSA!
Somewhere lost in the inter-zone
A two headed dog has lost his bone
But you can't stop, can't stop
his rock and roll…
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Tigr on the taiga burnin' bright!
Who could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Feel so lost and lonely
And you feel so cold and hungry
When you're out there on the taiga all alone…
I feel so cold and hungry
And I get so lost and lonely
When I know I'm going to be out here all winter long…
Anarchy is dead!
That is what they said
You're just a tiger in a cage
Just a footnote on the fucking page
You better check the subtext and get a translation
I got my picture in the paper
Cuz I got everybody saying'
That a man-eating tiger has been shot dead
On the same day in the same paper
On the sixth page listed after a wedding
There was a notice that some anarchist from gulag had fled!
Anarchy is dead!
That is what they said
You're just a tiger in a cage
Just a footnote on the fucking page
Anarchy ain't dead!
That ain't what I said
You're just a tiger in a cage
You're just a footnote on the fuckin' page!
You better check the subtext and get a translation
You don't know nothin' about this situation
All that's left are some bloody footprints in the snow
Telling you a story that you'll never know…
Mama was a logger
Daddy was a poacher
I wasn't made
To live by your rules
I might have done some bad things
I might have had it coming
But mama told me
Don't be no one's fool
Out here on this taiga
The snow makes the moon glow brighter
And I'll be thinking of you all winter long
Singin' this song
You can sing along
It goes:
"Na, na, na, na, na na. Na na na, na na. Na na na naha!"
Tigr on the Taiga
Burnin' bright !(x4)
Tigr on the Taiga
Burnin' bright, burnin' bright
In the gulag of the night!
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One fine day, I was walking, through a sunny parking lot
On my way, to the Stop and Shop, to get some of what, I have not
Then these two guys with guns on their belt were looking right at me
I had a realization that in this situation that I was not truly free
I decided to go to the bank to pull out all of my money
On my way through the door these same two guys with guns are working security
I have to get past guys to get to guys with guns to get something that belongs to me
chorus:
These guys with guns
They're lots of fun
Cuz heir heads are spun
And their war is never won
They got me on the run
Cuz they're the guys with guns
Protect the guys with guns
Who fuck the guys with guns
Protect the guys with guns
Who kill the guys with guns
Who suck the guys with gun
Who the fuck are these guys with guns?
They…murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill, for your private property
We all come up with some fucked up solutions in fucked up times like these
I'd water the flowers of the revolution with my blood if I could only find the seed
Indignes-vous pour la liberté! Each to their own need and ability!
These Guys with guns
Now they're on the run
Cuz their heads are spun
And their war is never won
Cuz they're the guys with guns who kill the guys
Protect the guys with guns
To suck the guys with guns
who fuck the guys with guns
Protect the guys with guns
Who suck the guys with guns
Who fuck the guys with guns!
Guys with Guns!
Guys with Guns (x2)
They're everywhere, everywhere
They've got hard dicks in their underwear
They've got pantyhose upon their head
They look at me, they wish that I was dead
They're in my house, at the store, at my job, at my door
At the riot, at the disco, at the co-op, at the show
In my face with a block
Be the first on your block!
Guys with Guns (x2)
Afghanistan and in Iran
In Centralia and Olympia
Moscow and Barstow
Be the first on your block
In my face with a Glock!
Guys with Guns!
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госкино Olympia, Washington
госкино wrote and recorded this album in tribute to the 100 year anniversary of the October Revolution in 1917. The rebel spirit of rock n' roll deployed here is an homage to the promise of the global Proletarian Socialist Revolution!
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