'NuSense'
You're such a nuisance
One man shouldn't have such power
To eliminate the Protest Dance
But you grow weaker by the hour
You should be squashed like a bug
You're such a thug
You need a mug shot
And a place to burn where it's hot
When the good is gone
The bad carry on
You need to be Put in your place
It's what you're going to face
No more oil to sell
Can't get your rubles?
It's going to be a dry spell
Not the worst of your troubles
When they nail you to the upside down Cross
That'll show who's your Boss
Then they'll drag you through the street
After the Russian forces retreat
You are KGB
But even your people want to live Free
This is how it's going to end
You'll be the man without a friend
40 miles of bad road
That convoy was a mindless plan
Your lies about the War will finally be showed
In your own country, they call you a Mad Man
You won't be given a grave
Your bones will lie in a cave
"He was 5'6" (but claimed to be 7)"
"The Devil told him he was too short for Heaven!"
When History tells this story of yours
About the sicko who planned to use nukes in wars
What finally causes your comeuppance
Will be the World coming to a New Sense
The oligarchs want their money back
The prisons will set their 'criminals' Free
Not even Russians approve of your act
You're just a blight in History
Words Musick by
Otto von Ruggins
© March 6, 2022