Comrades, people of the world
We ain't got nothing to lose
But the goddamn bourgeoisie blues
Mr. I.V. Lenin, the Lenin of Love
Gonna make us feel so fine
With a hit of socialism in the mainline
(Bourgeois parliamentarianism, the highest state of society)
No way
(Third World debt, Third World exploitation)
Damn
(What a society were living in)
You're right, I.V
(Selling Third World drugs at First World prices!)
(They say Lenin was wrong. Who says?)
That's right
(It's enough to give me the fucking blues)
I know you're searching for some new sensation
'Cos I saw you with the Sugarman
You took a taste of that sweet salvation
Now you're eating out the palm of his hand
You hear some line from a song that reminds you
Of the time when you were seventeen
The memory moves you but you feel kind of confused
'Cos now money is your melody
We ain't got nothing to lose
But the goddamn bourgeoisie blues
Mr. I.V. Lenin, the Lenin of Love
Gonna make us feel so fine
With a hit of socialism in the mainline
(Bourgeois parliamentarianism, the highest state of society)
No way
(Third World debt, Third World exploitation)
Damn
(What a society were living in)
You're right, I.V
(Selling Third World drugs at First World prices!)
(They say Lenin was wrong. Who says?)
That's right
(It's enough to give me the fucking blues)
I know you're searching for some new sensation
'Cos I saw you with the Sugarman
You took a taste of that sweet salvation
Now you're eating out the palm of his hand
You hear some line from a song that reminds you
Of the time when you were seventeen
The memory moves you but you feel kind of confused
'Cos now money is your melody
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