[Intro, spoken]
I wrote this last night about a curious death toll
[Verse 1]
There's a mystery we ain't keen to solve
There's a question no one likes to ask
Just how many folks
Been drove 'neath the spokes
Of the war machine have passed
[Verse 2]
Oh, how many Russians have died?
The white and the wealthy won't whine
Bein' poor is so brutal
And it's a high payin' ruble
So get your ticket to fight on the line
[Verse 3]
How many Russians have died?
They don't come from Moscow or Saint Pete
They come from Dagestan, Buryatia, Tuva, Kuban
And thеy all get ground into meat
[Verse 4]
How many Russians have diеd?
How red is the blood in the stain?
Life must be pretty bad
It must seem pretty sad
If you'd rather go die in Ukraine
I wrote this last night about a curious death toll
[Verse 1]
There's a mystery we ain't keen to solve
There's a question no one likes to ask
Just how many folks
Been drove 'neath the spokes
Of the war machine have passed
[Verse 2]
Oh, how many Russians have died?
The white and the wealthy won't whine
Bein' poor is so brutal
And it's a high payin' ruble
So get your ticket to fight on the line
[Verse 3]
How many Russians have died?
They don't come from Moscow or Saint Pete
They come from Dagestan, Buryatia, Tuva, Kuban
And thеy all get ground into meat
[Verse 4]
How many Russians have diеd?
How red is the blood in the stain?
Life must be pretty bad
It must seem pretty sad
If you'd rather go die in Ukraine
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