Left foot, right foot, our drumbeat is brave!
Feel the ground crumble as we sing
lifting dead cities from the grave
into the ocean of eternal spring!
CHORUS:
My father gave me a heavy sword,
my mother gave me a gun.
Ahead of me was a laughing world,
but after me there was no more fun.
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Peace is ruined, we don’t give a fuck,
getting high is our solution.
We wrap baby earth in a scarlet flag
and nurse her with blood of the revolution.
CHORUS
Firm is the step, loud is the drum.
We storm through ages – how easy it is!
Caviar, vodka and Cuban rum,
the hammer and sickle of communism!
Grotesque red march
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