I don't know why I ever thought that you were not insane
Now I know that we're the same and that just brings you shame
I finally found out who you are and didn't have to ask
The only face I saw these years has always been a mask
The pencil eating job you have is only a career
When I look into the mirror I hope that they can hear
They don't understand our fear it's painted on the wall
Their words go 'round in circles, fucking dizzy, I might fall
The shit you put us through almost kept us down for all those years
Hoping that our individuality would nev
Northern Line to Camden
An intimate friend of the Czar was I
A personal friend of the great Nikolai
We practically slept in the same double bed
It was I at the foot and he at the head
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Shootin' with Rasputin
Ate farina with Czarina
Blintzes with the princes and the Czar
Shootin' with Rasputin
Ate farina with Czarina
Sharing tea and herring round the samovar
A friend of the Czar was I all his gracious life
But friendlier still was I with his young wife
We practically slept in the same double bed
Till the Czar kicked me out
And slept there instead
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As the Red flag rose I bid Russia goodbye
It was simply a case of Lenin or I
And it all seems so distant it all seems so far
From those glorious days hanging out with the Czar.
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