A new hip tune. I don't have a name for it. Maybe the 'Useless Marxist.' But they're all useless.
Wearing a beret
talkin' bout Marx
Sitting round smellin' on each others farts
Open the window
and shut the door
I can't take no Holodomor
The case is open
the casket shut
We don't want to get off our butts
The dialectic discuss-discuss
No one else riding on our bus
We work alone, that's a surety!
ideological impurity!
Open the window
and shut the door
Who killed less or who killed more?
Doesn't matter
We need control,
Killings no problem there is no soul
Sand in the hourglass
the days of our lives
Bleeding out on the longest knives
The system straight or system bend
We talk at my Dacha on the weekend
The party is listening,
the walls have ears
skulls and bones and the sum of all fears
The party is listening,
howdy how
KGB can you hear me now?
KGBCan you hear me now?
Okrhana Can you hear me now?
NKVD can you hear me now?
KGB Can you hear me now?
NKVD can you hear me now?
Okrhana Can you hear me now?
KGB Can you hear me now?
Break it down.
(I might put a Guitar solo here)
(Then this comes back with sirens and a beat)
Your Red Book can't contain our shame
The uniform different, the people the same
Your Red Book can't contain our shame
The uniform different, the murder the same
Your Red Book can't contain our shame
The uniform different, the people the same
Your Red Book can't contain our shame
The uniform different, the murder the same
Your Red Book can't contain our shame
The uniform different, the people the same
Your Red Book can't contain our shame
The uniform different, the murder the same