There lives a man in Moscow and Russia is his fate
He always prayed for power for loyalty and hate
His dreams are very simple, dreams of an iron fist
His name is Shirinovski, he′s a bloody damned fascist
He′s talking about freedom, talking about Russia′s lost
But it means another war and another holocaust
A new tyrant for poor Russia, Shirinovski Superman
Your father he was j**ish would you k** him once again
Remember 1941, aye man how do you do
8 million sons and daughters, lost in World-War II
For the leadership of Russia your own mother you would sell
Wladimir Shirinovski we wish you were back in hell