Forward, Russia! - Twelve lyrics

rate me

Facts based on Einstein and his followers

This had to work, he was an educated man

All the equations were perfectly

Arranged so he could have a front-row seat now

And your conscience is low

And your conscience is

Burning a path for us to share

Clothes draped on silos near the Emperor's gate now

And your conscience is low

And your conscience is low

But he couldn't find another way

He searched for years but yet he couldn't find the answer

A bleeding afterbirth of what was done

Still lurked in shadows and appeared in every corner

Give me a call, give me a call

Give me a call so I can teach you a lesson

Give me a call, give me a call

Give me a call so I can give you a reason to stay

And your conscience is low

And your conscience is low

Ninety nine

Two hundred and five

Pyrite

Trickles down the spines of those without their enemies

Real or not, the spine still tingles it

So predictable, but I hope you're that aware

That people will notice this forgery

And your conscience is low

And your conscience is low

But he couldn't find another way

He searched for years but yet he couldn't find the answer

Give me a call, give me a call

Give me a call so I can give you a reason to stay

And your conscience is low

And your conscience is low