Tears In Moscow

it's the devil's winter,

gonna eat up the dead

keep that in mind

when your tears turn red

and you'll know

it's time to put your faith in

put your faith in moscow

as low, low, low as we get

we're all bullets in a russian roulette

hope, hope, hoping to tag

a little star on the american flag

we're gonna fight, fight, fight for our cause

the perfect crime always ends in applause

the perfect gettaway in plain sight

the perfect criminal in the spotlight

 

and we left our tears in moscow

and we lost our freedom, too

and we left our tears in moscow

that's what usefull idiots must do

like me and you

that's me in your point blank

you're killing your best friend, don't you know?

thought i was like you

the low end of low

and since the revolution is done

the only power really comes from a gun

the real enemies... from the inside

the real criminals from the spotlight