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GAME OVER
We shall arrange the blocks
For we're seceding
Yeltsin drank himself to death
from up above - The markets are
I am the man who arranges the
The Complete History
Of The Soviet Union
tanks That will make all the
Arranged To The Melody Of Tetris
by Pig With the Face of a Boy
free - So much money for me
Nazis keep away - The Fuhrer is
To Moscow I came seeking fortune
But they're making me
dead and Europe is Red - Let us
work til I'm dead
The bourgeoisie
have it so easy
But now that Putin's
Tell me why should I care for
point all our guns at the USA
The Tsar's putting gold
on his bread
We shall live forever more
The people of Moscow are hungry
But think what a feast
peace and love
We can start a nuclear war
there could be If we
could create a socialist state
I am the man who arranges the
That cared for the people
like me
from the world
put the boot in
The markets are free
blocks That are building a
I am the man who arranges the
blocks That descend upon me from
highly secret base
up above - They come down and I
spin them around Til they fit in
So much money for me
Hip hip hurrah for the USSR
the ground like hand in glove
Sometimes it seems that to move
We are sending our men
blocks is fine And the lines
will be formed as They fall
Who'll get in our way
Tell me why should I care for
to outer space
Then I see that I have misjudged
it - I should not have nudged it
I work so hard in arranging the
after all - Can I have a long
one please - Why must these
peace and love - Peace and love
blocks But each night I go home
infernal blocks tease
I am the man who arranges
to my wife in tears
the blocks That continue
to fall from up above
And toil forever and a day
We shall regain theGeorgian
soil
So we reject free enterprise
peace and looooove
What's the point of it all when
Come Muscovite - Let the workers
unite - A collective regime of
you're building a wall And in
peace and love - I work so hard
in arranging the blocks But the
And now the wall is down
front of your eyes it disappears
landlord and taxman bleed me dry
But the workers will rise
Pointless work for pointless pay
We will not compromise
For we know that
And once again
Marxists frown - There's
This is one game
the old regime must die
Long live Lenin - kill the tsar
I shall not play
We salute the sickle and star
I am the man who arranges
foreign shops all over town
I am the man who arranges the
the blocks That continue
to fall from up above
blocks-
But tomorrow I think I'll
The food on your plate
now belongs to the state
We shall obtain the Arctic oil
the left will rise
When in Red Square
stay in bed - The winter is cold
A collective regime of
peace and love - I have no
I've got plenty of gold
choice in arranging the blocks
Under Bolshevik rule what they
well don't despair - There's
And I'm standing in line
say goes - The rule of the game
is we all are the same And my
for a loaf of bread
blocks must create unbroken rows
Long live Stalin - He loves you
Prepare the flags to be unfurled
Levi's and McDonald's there
Maybe we'd be better off If we
Sing these words or you know
what he'll do
brought down Gorbachev
I am the man who arranges the
blocks That are made by
The US gave us crystal meth And
I am the man who arranges the
the men in Kazakhstan
They come two weeks late and
blocks That continue to fall
they don't tessellate But we're
working to Stalin's 5-year plan
