Rasputin Song Lyrics by Boney M.
There lived a certain man in Russia long agoHe was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glowMost people look at him with terror and with fearBut to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dearHe could preach the Bible like a preacherFull of ecstasy and fireBut he also was the kind of teacherWomen would desire
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There lived a certain man in Russia long agoHe was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glowMost people look at him with terror and with fearBut to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dearHe could preach the Bible like a preacherFull of ecstasy and fireBut he also was the kind of teacherWomen would desire
Ra-ra-RasputinLover of the Russian queenThere was a cat that really was goneRa-ra-RasputinRussia’s greatest love machineIt was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Russian land and never mind the CzarBut the kazachok he danced really wunderbarIn all affairs of state he was the man to pleaseBut he was real great when he had a girl to squeezeFor the queen he was no wheeler dealerThough she’d heard the things he’d doneShe believed he was a holy healerWho would heal her son
Ra-ra RasputinLover of the Russian queenThere was a cat that really was goneRa-ra RasputinRussia’s greatest love machineIt was a shame how he carried on
But when his drinking and lustingAnd his hunger for powerBecame known to more and more peopleThe demands to do somethingAbout this outrageous manBecame louder and louder
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“This man’s just got to go”, declared his enemiesBut the ladies begged, “Don’t you try to do it, please”No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charmsThough he was a brute, they just fell into his armsThen one night some men of higher standingSet a trap, they’re not to blame“Come to visit us”, they kept demandingAnd he really came
Ra-ra RasputinLover of the Russian queenThey put some poison into his wineRa-ra RasputinRussia’s greatest love machineHe drank it all and said, “I feel fine”
Ra-ra-RasputinLover of the Russian queenThey didn’t quit, they wanted his headRa-ra-RasputinRussia’s greatest love machineAnd so they shot him ’til he was dead
Oh, those Russians