A Russian Love Song

A Russian Love Song - The Goons/Zym Balist On His Collective Farm

There were two Russian lovers

Walking hand in hand on the banks of a river

In a snow covered land

A boy and a girl with starlight in their eyes

They kiss and caress as he tenderly sighs

Comrades

All right comrade that's enough

We meet each night by the silvery light

Of that dear old fashioned Russian satellite moon

It shines so bright turns Americans white

At the sight of our dear old Russian satellite moon

And over here in England I saw it at my flat

I ran into the cellar and I put on my old ARP hat

Don't be silly

Tovarisch

Just dance with joy

While we are all still alive

By the light of our glorious Russian satellite moon

Gentleman

Oh look up in the skies

I can't believe my eyes

It's that dear old fashioned Russian satellite moon

What what where

Hand me my gun we're going to have some fun

Oh I missed that naught Russian satellite moon

I'll have to run you in there for a very legal reason

Shooting at Russian moons when they are out of season

And stand aside my reply to that

Is this rocket driven hat

England's answer to that Russian satellite moon

The President Gentleman the President

Of the har-har-har of the har-har-har

There is a Russian satellite moon of Arkansas Mr President

Thank heaven it is not over America

Don't worry we are prepared for this

Mr Presley let 'em have it

Now listen here

I'll make it clear

Just what we intend to do

I'm gonna rock around that Russian satellite moon

I'm gonna rock around that Russian satellite moon