An old jaded commie walking in Red Square
With rediffusion eyes of yesteryear
I’m the biggest living hypocrite you’ll ever see
‘cos the market never lies and your conscience is so clear
So take your badges off
And do your show
Then catch the next flight to leave Moscow
So you played in Cuba did you like it brother?
I bet you felt proud you silly little fucker
And all the sixties dreamers called us English
Said we started something that they could finish
So take your badges off
And do your show
Then catch the next jet to leave Moscow
Then catch the next jet to leave Moscow
With rediffusion eyes of yesteryear
I’m the biggest living hypocrite you’ll ever see
‘cos the market never lies and your conscience is so clear
So take your badges off
And do your show
Then catch the next flight to leave Moscow
So you played in Cuba did you like it brother?
I bet you felt proud you silly little fucker
And all the sixties dreamers called us English
Said we started something that they could finish
So take your badges off
And do your show
Then catch the next jet to leave Moscow
Then catch the next jet to leave Moscow
Lyrics submitted by manic4manics
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