A Russian Love Song
Composer(s): Spike Milligan - Stephens
Performer(s): The Goons; Spike Milligan



There were two Russian lovers walking hand in hand 
On the banks of a river in a snow covered land. 
A boy and a girl with starlight in their eyes 
They kiss and caress as he tenderly sighs 
Oh! Oh! Oh! Comrade! 
All right comrade that's enough! 

We meet each night by the silvery light of our dear old fashioned 
Russian satellite moon 
It shines so bright -- turns Americans white at the sight of our dear 
old fashioned Russian satelite moon 

And over here in England 
I saw it at my flat 
I ran into the cellar 
And put on my old ARP hat 

Don't be silly! Comrades! 
Just dance with joy, while we are all still alive by the light of our 
glorious Russian satelite moon
Gentleman! Look up in the skies -- I can't believe my eyes! 
It's that dear old fashioned Russian satelite moon! 

What, what, where? 
Hand me get my gun -- we're going to have some fun (bang)
Oh I missed that naughty Russian satellite moon 
I'll have to run you in there for a very legal reason
Shooting at Russian moons when they are out of season 

Stand aside -- my reply to that is this rocket driven hat
England's answer to that Russian satellite moon...The President.
Gentleman the President of the har-har-har of the har-har-har
There is a Russian satelite moon over Arkansas, Mr President
Thank heaven it is not over America 

Don't worry, we are prepared for this Mr Presley: hit 'em heavy 
Now listen here! I'll make it clear just what we intend to do I'm 
gonna rock around that Russian satelite moon
I'm gonna rock around that Russian satellite moon (mumbles - fades - to replaced by a Russian)

That's right, comrade Elvis Go on, shake your hips while we listen to the blips 
Of our glorious Russian satellite moon 
(Various strange words getting faster until the Russian explodes!)