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We are the PEOPLE!

We love our homeland faithfully in our hearts.

We battle to death for our beloved motherland.

Cities are now burning, with all covered in smoke.

The god of war is rumbling in the dark forests.

Artillerymen, Stalin gave the order.

Artillerymen, the motherland calls us.

With the one-hundred-thousands of batteries,

for the tears of our mothers,

for our motherland β€” fire! Fire!

Glory to the Union!
Glory to the Red Army!
Glory to the Revolution!
Marshal of the Forum High Command

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My evil laugh is better than yours. Now put a song or bow to the Union!

I can’t figure out how to do it

You click share on YouTube, copy the link, then paste it.

Oh okay

Don’t make me do it

You wouldn’t dare.

I would

Then do it.

One more communist song and I will even do the lyrics

Some folks are born made to wave the flag

Hoo, they're red, white and blue

And when the band plays "Hail to the chief"

Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no senator's son, son

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no furtunate one, no

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand

Lord, don't they help themselves, Lord?

But when the taxman come to the door

Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one, no

Yeah-yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes

Hoo, they send you down to war, Lord

And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?"

Hoo, they only answer, "More, more, more, more"

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no military son, son, Lord

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one, one

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate one, no, no, no

It ain't me, it ain't me

I ain't no fortunate son, no, no, no

It ain't me, it ain't me...

Beat that

Oh that? Mid, I’ll let Zhukov himself crush you when he returns!

Because we work together with comrades unlike you individualistic American pigs!

I will do more

Bite me

I ain’t biting a car

That’s what I thought.

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