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Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down See, I was riding in my Jumbo I was sitting in the chair When a squadron full of Bolsheviks Came flying through the air They were Communists and assholes, They were hicks and they were squares They were Communists in MiGs They got me then and there Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Bring it on down Rock it on down It's a song about life. Yeh, it's a song about life. Letras de cancionesYeh, real life Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red Russians shot my rocket down Red red red facists So what are you gonna do? What are you gonna do about it? So what are you gonna do? What are you gonna do about it? What are you gonna do about this, President, Man? Happy Birthday, dear Mr. President! From Letras Mania