Flew in from Miami-Krk, Larz, Kliff, and me
Whipping dance of dead last nite
On the way the paper bag wuz on my knee
Couldn't even hit the lightz
We're blackened the U.S.S.R.
Krk, Kliff, me, and Larz-ohhh!
Blackened the U.S.S.R.
Been away too fuckin' long so we trashed the place
FUCK YEAH!! It'z good to be back home!
Death to Mother Earth and the human race
Just as long the beer'z got foam
We're blackened the U.S.S.R.
Krk, Kliff, me, and Larz-woah-ohhh!
Blackened the U.S.-
Blackened the U.S.-
Blackened the U.S.S.R.
Well, the Ukraine booze really knockz me out
All you see iz in obscurity
And Moscow vodka makes me scream and shout
And Georgia'z got the d-d-darkest p-p-p-p-potency!-NEVER!!
WOO-OA-AH! Decadence remainz and there is no doubt
That we'll cauze your hearing harm
Let me hear the flying-Vz a-ringing out
Oh, FUCK NO! My beer is warm!
OHHHHHHH, LET ME TELL YOU, LEMMY!!
YEAH, I'M BLACKENED!! BLACKENED!!
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