John Cale - Russian Roulette lyrics

The Russian bear is hungry He's dancing in his chains And the trainer is melancholy Feeling low and grey, hey And he would have to dig For miles underground of soil If not for Frenchmen dizzy from turning Their backs on everyone's story And everybody's disgust Everybody's distrust Distrust, disgust Well, behind the sanitary napkin beauty That oozes out of each and every song He harnesses the blood (bank?) (soul?) The (park bench?) creatures that belong Hey, John Wayne, he can feel no pain 'Cause he's got no brain He's riding horses to Apocalypse and back Just like a cross eyed Paul McCartney Like another cross eyed Paul McCartney For (hard-judged?) creatures that belong above the (weathered tan) That material safety ain't a safety found in numbers But they're never getting (slumber) And they're never getting some And the getting's all gone Another big (gain?) Hey now, beauty comes last Safety first and beauty comes last Safety first 'cause (spiteful?) caravan goes last Antique caravan goes last Well Delilah, is your (envy flowing?) Samson's shorn and hoarse With fifty caliber bullets For the trudgers in the human race Japan, Japan, Japan, we love you They carve you like Californian turkey Feed you hungry missiles s**ing The moist vagina of the (world/war) Hey, leave it And Russia is defecting Russia, Russia is defecting Russia is defected, is defective, is defected, is defecting, is defecting What's wrong with the Motherland? What's wrong with the Fatherland? And here comes the China Ku Klux Klan And elect black Communist surgeons in case you need them Elect Communist surgeons Elect black Communist surgeons Elect black Communist surgeons today in case you need them In the rain If it rains When it rains It never rains on the Russian Party Rains If it rains, if it rains If it rains on the Communist Party If it rains, if it rains If it rains on the Communist Party If it rains, if it rains If it rains on the Communist Party