Dm A
To Moscow I came seeking fortune
A7 Dm
But they're making me work til I'm dead
Dm A
The bourgeoisie have it so easy
Gm A
The Tsar's putting gold on his bread
Bb F
The people of Moscow are hungry
Gm A
But think what a feast there could be
Bb Dm
If we could create a socialist state
Bb A
That cared for the people like me:
A Dm
I am the man who arranges the blocks
A Dm
That descend upon me from up above.
Gm F
They come down and I spin them around
A Dm
Til they fit in the ground like hand in glove.
A Dm
Sometimes it seems that to move blocks is fine
A Dm
And the lines will be formed as they fall -
Gm F
Then I see that I have misjudged it!
A Dm
I should not have nudged it after all.
Dm A Dm A
Can I have a long one please?
Dm A Dm A
Why must these infernal blocks tease?
A Dm
I am the man who arranges the blocks
A Dm
That continue to fall from up above.
Gm F
Come Muscovite! Let the workers unite!
A Dm
A collective regime of peace and love.
A Dm
I work so hard in arranging the blocks
A Dm
But the landlord and taxman bleed me dry
Gm F
But the workers will rise! We will not compromise
A Dm
For we know that the old regime must die.
Dm A Dm A
Long live Lenin, kill the tsar!
Dm A Dm A
We salute the sickle and star!
A Dm
I am the man who arranges the blocks
A Dm
That continue to fall from up above
Gm F
The food on your plate now belongs to the state
A Dm
A collective regime of peace and love.
A Dm
I have no choice in arranging the blocks
A Dm
Under Bolshevik rule, what they say goes.
Gm F
The rule of the game is we all are the same
A Dm
And my blocks must create unbroken rows.
Dm A Dm A
Long live Stalin! He loves you!
Dm A Dm A
Sing these words, or you know what he'll do...
A Dm
I am the man who arranges the blocks
A Dm
That are made by the men in Kazakhstan.
Gm F
They come two weeks late and they don't tessellate
A Dm
But we're working to Stalin's five year plan.
A Dm
I am the man who arranges the tanks
A Dm
That will make all the Nazis keep away
Gm F
The Fuhrer is dead, and Europe is Red!
A Dm
Let us point all our guns at the USA.
Dm A Dm A
We shall live forever more!
Dm A Dm A
We can start a nuclear war!
A Dm
I am the man who arranges the blocks
A Dm
That are building a highly secret base.
Gm F
Hip hip hurrah for the USSR!
A Dm
We are sending our men to outer space.
A Dm
I work so hard in arranging the blocks
A Dm
But each night I go home to my wife in tears -
Gm F
What's the point of it all, when you're building a wall
A Dm
And in front of your eyes it disappears?
Dm A Dm A
Pointless work for pointless pay
Dm A Dm A
This is one game I shall not play.
Dm
I am the man who arranges the blocks!
A Dm
But tomorrow I think I'll stay in bed.
Gm F
The winter is cold, I've got plenty of gold
A Dm
And I'm standing in line for a loaf of bread
Dm A Dm A
Maybe we'd be better off
Dm A Dm A
If we brought down Gorbachev!
A Dm
I am the man who arranges the blocks
A Dm
That continue to fall from up above.
Gm F
The markets are free! So much money for me!
A Dm
Tell me, why should I care for peace and love?
Gm F
The markets are free! So much money for me!
A Dm
Tell me, why should I care for peace and love?
Dm Dm A Dm
Peace and love, peace and love!
D F#m
And now the wall is down, the Marxists frown
G A
There's foreign shops all over town
D F#m
When in Red Square, well don't despair
G A
There's Levi's and McDonald's there
Bm A
The US gave us crystal meth
G F#m F
And Yeltsin drank himself to death
D F# Bm A
But now that Putin's put the boot in,
G A D
Who'll get in our way?
D F#m
So we reject free enterprise
G A
And once again the left will rise.
D F#m
Prepare the flags to be unfurled
G A
For we're seceding from the world:
Bm A
We shall regain the Georgian soil,
G F#m F#
We shall obtain the Arctic oil,
D F# Bm A
We shall arrange the blocks and toil
G A D
Forever and a day!
G D
Game over.
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