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Rasputin
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There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the Bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Czar
But the kazachok he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
"This man's just got to go", declared his enemies
But the ladies begged, "don't you try to do it, please"
No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a brute, they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
"Come to visit us", they kept demanding
And he really came
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
They put some poison into his wine
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
He drank it all and said, "I feel fine"
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
And so they shot him 'til he was dead
Oh, those Russians
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Victory Square
02:38
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My name is wailin' Johnny
Way, hey, Johny Boreen
At Cordova and Carrall
Was formed in the marrow
Of whiskey and dumbphetamines
They call me wailin' Johnny
Way, hey, Johnny Boreen
A mile from the shore
By these heroes of yours
I'll be there
Hands in the air
Victory square in all its glory
Way, hey, Johnny Boreen
All the pubs and the junkers
Skids and the punkers
Have always been good to me
But the citizens deplore me
Way, hey, Johnny Boreen
So cruel and fickle
Without a nickel to spare
Hands in the air
Victory square
Now my brothers and my sisters
Way, hay, Johnny Boreen
This world will defame them
Money will claim them
And cast them straight out to sea
Say a prayer for wailin' Johnny
Way, hey, Johnny Boreen
At Cambie and Hastings
I shall be wasting a prayer
Hands in the air
Victory square
Way, hey, Johnny Boreen
Way, hey, Johnny
Way, hey, Johnny
Way, hey, Johnny
Whisper and prayer
Victory Square
Way, hey, Johnny
Way, hey, Johnny
Way, hey, Johnny
Hands in the air
Victory Square
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Russian Tim and Pavel Bures Vancouver, British Columbia
We are a punk rock band from Vancouver, BC, Canada and we are a lot of FUN.
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