Mother Russia - Lindisfarne

Lenin lies so stately, Karl’s a forgotten man

Joseph played his cards wrong, 'cos he couldn’t understand

History is bunkum, I heard some American said

If you can’t deal with the living, you might as well be with the dead

Mother Russia, your sons have left you crying in the rain

Your sadness tears my heart out, but it isn’t easy to explain

The rat race is coming to get you, is boney hands reach long

You might as well forget you, ever played a different song

No Tolstoy no Tchaikovsky, gonna get you out of this

Just close your eyes and turn your cheek, get ready for the Judas kiss

Mother Russia, your sons have left you crying in the rain

Your sadness tears my heart out, but it isn’t easy to explain

I walk your fields in wonder, as I softly call your name

Mamma, Mamma, Mamma, isn’t it a shame, isn’t it a shame

Isn’t it a shame, isn’t it a shame, isn’t it a shame

In war your sons were taken, in peace they built a wall

Their future’s now forsaken, who’ll be there to break your fall?

Mother Russia, your sons have left you crying in the rain

Your sadness tears my heart out, but it isn’t easy to explain

I walk your fields in wonder, as I softly call your name

Mamma, Mamma, Mamma, isn’t it a shame, isn’t it a shame

Isn’t it a shame, isn’t it a shame, isn’t it a shame

Mamma, Mamma, Mamma, isn’t it a shame, isn’t it a shame

Mamma, Mamma, Mamma, isn’t it a shame, isn’t it a shame