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Boney M. – Rasputin – 1978

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    There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
    He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
    Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
    But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
    He could preach the Bible like a preacher
    Full of ecstasy and fire
    But he also was the kind of teacher
    Women would desire

    Ra ra Rasputin
    Lover of the Russian queen
    There was a cat that really was gone
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Russia’s greatest love machine
    It was a shame how he carried on

    He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Czar
    But the kazachok he danced really wunderbar
    In all affairs of state he was the man to please
    But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
    For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
    Though she’d heard the things he’d done
    She believed he was a holy healer
    Who would heal her son

    Ra ra Rasputin
    Lover of the Russian queen
    There was a cat that really was gone
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Russia’s greatest love machine
    It was a shame how he carried on

    But when his drinking and lusting
    And his hunger for power
    Became known to more and more people
    The demands to do something
    About this outrageous man
    Became louder and louder

    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

    « This man’s just got to go », declared his enemies
    But the ladies begged, « don’t you try to do it, please »
    No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
    Though he was a brute, they just fell into his arms
    Then one night some men of higher standing
    Set a trap, they’re not to blame
    « Come to visit us », they kept demanding
    And he really cameRa ra Rasputin
    Lover of the Russian queen
    They put some poison into his wine
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Russia’s greatest love machine
    He drank it all and said, « I feel fine »

    Ra ra Rasputin
    Lover of the Russian queen
    They didn’t quit, they wanted his head
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Russia’s greatest love machine
    And so they shot him ’til he was dead

    Oh, those Russians

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