There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire
RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russias greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Czar
But the kasachok he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though shed heard the things hed done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son
RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russias greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger
For power became known to more and more people
The demands to do something about this outrageous
Man became louder and louder
«This mans just got to go!» declared his enemies
But the ladies begged «Dont you try to do it, please»
No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, theyre not to blame
«Come to visit us» they kept demanding
And he really came
RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
They put some poison into his wine
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russias greatest love machine
He drank it all and he said «I feel fine»
RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
They didnt quit, they wanted his head
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russias greatest love machine
And so they shot him till he was dead
Travelling in a fried-out Kombi
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said:
Do you come from a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder
You better run, you better take cover."
Chorus:
Aint nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody gonna slow me down
Oh no
I got to keep on moving
Aint nothing gonna break-a my stride
Im running
And I wont touch ground
Oh no
I got to keep on moving
Video Credits
Production Company: LH Productions
Director: Rauri Cantelo @rauricantelo
Creative Director: Russell Dean Stone @russelldeanstone
Stylist: Karen Clarkson @karenclarkson
Producer: Lucy Hawes @1ucy_h_
Production Assistant: Nadine Leswi @little_nad
Dop: Si Lakos @si.lakos
Editor: Kevin Corry @ Assembly Rooms
Graphics Art Direction