Whim Deranged
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They follow the Moskva
Down to the bottom of the sea
Listening to the whim deranged
A February winter fight
Solders trespassing by
Listening to the man deranged
The enemy is coming in
Did you ever think?
That we could be attacked?
By “brothers?”
Bombs are in the air
Shelling Freedom Square
Blowing with the wind In Ukraine
Take me to the tragic of the moment
Of the worried mind
Where the children of today wade away
On a whim deranged
Tanks rolling down the street
Resurrecting memories
Of bodies buried in the past In Ukraine
They follow Lili-Putin
Bombing Babi Yar
Listening to the man deranged
Take me to the tragic of the moment
Of the worried mind
Where the children of today have lost their dreams…
Wouldn't you agree?
Take me to the tragic of the moment
Of the worried mind
Where the children of today wade away
Because of the man deranged
The wind of Chernobyl blows straight
Into the face of crime
Like a worm that will bring
The tyranny hell of the worried mind
Let your balalaika sing
What "zwastika-tzar" doesn’t want you to think
04/24/2022