All rights reserved ------------------ Lyrics ------------------ UAV In waves of threes Converging on the Moskva On the Volga On the Bering Sea And every single payload set to blow as debris UAV A shadow over me As Russia's oil revenues bleed dryly as the economy And sever every pipeline and cripple every tank Let's be runawaymen Together Should we hide the gun Completely burn our bridges and never to return We'll find a final outpost and hide there 'til it's safe UAV In waves of threes A buzzing armageddon And may it be brief And may it mark the turning of the wheel and of our fates UAV It flies over me It flies into the refineries, It flies into the machineries Burning on the Poltava On the Donbass On the Black Sea The burning of a bear turned into a dog The burning of the riches that don't belong to it The burning of the corrupted home Restores the future that's due to come of it The burning of a bear turned into a dog The burning of the riches that don't belong to it The burning of the corrupted home Restores the future that's due to come of it
Next time Medvedev is passed out drunk I'm going to play this by @criticalsongs.bsky.social to see how it makes him tweet this next day. youtu.be/kWVrLI-Ip98?...
Here is what they sing at night : youtu.be/kWVrLI-Ip98
Quite a tune! youtu.be/kWVrLI-Ip98?...
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