Jeffrey C. Morris - In A Russian Scare lyrics

On Wall Street, A serpent erected his head. Blood cascaded from the mighty serpent's head When dynamite detonated. Thirty-nine perished. Countless injured. The Bolshevists prevailed. In vengeance for avarice, An explosion erupted And the capitalists interrupted. Fire swept all of Wall Street With stench and limbs everywhere. Widows and orphans bewailed With chimes sounding everywhere. In a Russian scare, There was a terror. But I did not dare the Bear. Rather, I feared the Bear In a Russian scare. In a mission accross the Atlantic, I by-pa**ed Trafalgar Square And travelled to Red Square. Then, in a glare instead of a scare, I stared the Bear in a dare. I said, "Hello, Mr. Lenin. Roses are red, Violets are blue. Shylock is dead But Sherlock is alive. Let's play Russian Roulette." Mr. Nobel's invention was dynamite In his cupidity. His contribution was the Peace Prize In his stupidity. Did Emma Goldman win his prize?