Welcome to the Kremlin, come and see
I am the man in power,
Every person in this world I watch from my tower,
You can try to write the best of songs,
jepoerdize our chances,
But you'll get the best of what I've got
Change your artist!
Boy, you don't know with that you're dealing
Soon you'll see your body peeling
From the ceiling
Work my magic!
Why do you wanna play with fire?
Don't you know that winning this year's our desire?
Change your artist!
No, I ain't scared of Lukashenko
If I want I'll get you, just ask Litvinenko
That was tragic,
He set my fury high in motion,
When I put my "loving" potion
in his drink...
Did they ever tell you the story
About a lovely lady?
Anna Politkovskaya's her name,
Are you ready?
So she thought she'd publish nasty things,
Making me look so dirty,
If she only knew what that would bring...
Change your artist!
Boy, do you wanna end up like her?
I'm a black belt judo fighter,
I'm your nightmare!
Work my magic!
We're gonna win this Eurovision
And we need no competition
from you freaks!
No, we need no competition
from you freaks!
So I've worked my magic,
And although it's tragic,
You'll just write another song...
Change your artist!
Surely you know by now what I have
I get everywhere
Just ask Shamil Basayev...
Work my magic!
We're gonna win this Eurovision
And we need no competition
from you freaks!
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