The Russians Are Coming

The Russians are coming… Lets arm ourselves tup to the teeth so I kill you and you kill me, let’s kill and rape, destroy it all, let’s kill ourselves and have a ball, let’s see there’s nothing left alive, make sure no-one can survive… The Russians are coming… I don’t believe a word. It’s all I’ve ever heard. Why don’t they go away? War games ain’t the game I want to play… I won’t join no army, they can’t make me kill, they can wallow in their own death, swallow their own pill, there’s forgotten people starving in this world, while the army plans the heat, they’re dying in the cold, they’ll see there’s nothing left alive, make sure that no-one can survive… The Russians are coming… I’ve heard it all before. It gets to be a bore. I don’t want to hear it anymore. I won’t sit by and take their bloody war… I feel so bored with hate, so tired of hate, want peace, but I can’t wait, I feel so tired of war so bored with war, can’t be what life is for. Don’t I have a right to live? Hate and war’s ‘bout all they give, want to live my life, be free, but they stole my world from me… The Russians are coming… It’s driving me insane. Here we go again. It’s going round my head. Better red than dead? Moscow’s on the move. What they trying to prove? Creeping up behind. They’re getting to my mind. They’re coming in their tanks. Or is it the Yanks? Russian Bear or Uncle Sam? With their fucking bang bang bang. USSR or USA. It’s us that’s going to pay. They’re after me and you. What we going to do?