What sort of Bolshevik is this
Climbing on the armored car?
He wears a little buttoned cap,
He canít pronounce the letter r.
His arm is lifted to the sky,
Can you guess who this is? Try!
The guelder rose is blooming in the field, by the stream.
It blooms because our Lenin told it to, it seems.
Piggies in the flowers gather roses sweet,
The piggishness is Brezhnevís and now thereís no more meat.
Get off your high horse, Raisa,
Youíre no queen, no actress either,
Donít wear those furs for foreign fans,
In the Soviet Union youíre a flash in the pan.
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