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A paper flew in from the west
on pollution bound that way
And a little girl longed to run
when she read it, that day

But freedom's such a misused word
over the border stretches
Because the Steppes hold no compassion
for freedom searching wretches

Are there Russians in Russia?
Are they really red?
Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Führer
Black square instead of red (Freedom is dead!)

Maybe life is bad in the western world
with all this '1st World strife!'
Just look at the leaders enjoying themselves
while the people have no life

East of Dachau there's a vacuum state,
the walls are three mile high
And for the people there's no escape
until all the power runs dry

Are there Russians in Russia?
Are they really red?
Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Führer
Black square instead of red (Guitar!)

A paper flew in from the west
on pollution bound that way
And a little girl longed to run
when she read it, that day

But freedom's such a misused word
over the border stretches
Because the Steppes hold no compassion
for freedom searching wretches

Are there Russians in Russia?
Are they really red?
Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Führer
Black square instead of red

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