Revived Finally, I�ve done it. Stalin is down and I am up. I�ve got back my treasure My world, My manly feather. Oh, ho, ho, Mr. Stalin. Look what I have! It's my groove all nice and shiny, and new... Now it's with me, Not YOU! But I'd never sell it. Not in a million years. Because it's mine, and I love it so. So I'll forever keep it near. Oh, ho, ho, Mr. Stalin. Look what I've got! It's my grove all nice, and shiny, and new... I bet it's worth a lot! My heart is exploding with joy. My groove has come back to me. And it will forever stay close. But in a place where you can see! Oh, ho, ho, Mr. Stalin.� I'm better than you! Why, you ask, is this so? Well, I got back my groove! |