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Pig With The Face Of A Boy

Pig With The Face Of A Boy

A Complete History Of The Soviet Union Arranged To The Melody Of Tetris

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Pig With The Face Of A Boy - A Complete History Of The Soviet Union Arranged To The Melody Of Tetris

Tom: Dm

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Dm                       A           
To Moscow I came seeking fortune 
A7                                 Dm 
But they're making me work til I'm dead 
Dm                         A 
The bourgeoisie have it so easy 
Gm                             A 
The Tsar's putting gold on his bread 

Bb                       F 
The people of Moscow are hungry 
Gm                                 A 
But think what a feast there could be 
Bb                   Dm 
If we could create a socialist state 
Bb                             A  
That cared for the people like me: 

A                Dm 
I am the man who arranges the blocks 
A                         Dm 
That descend upon me from up above. 
Gm                   F 
They come down and I spin them around 
A                               Dm 
Til they fit in the ground like hand in glove. 
A                          Dm 
Sometimes it seems that to move blocks is fine 
         A                   Dm 
And the lines will be formed as they fall - 
Gm              F 
Then I see that I have misjudged it! 
  A                         Dm 
I should not have nudged it after all. 
Dm    A      Dm       A  
Can I have a long one please? 
Dm       A       Dm            A  
Why must these infernal blocks tease? 

A                Dm 
I am the man who arranges the blocks  
     A                     Dm  
That continue to fall from up above. 
Gm                      F 
Come Muscovite! Let the workers unite!  
  A                    Dm 
A collective regime of peace and love. 
A                 Dm 
I work so hard in arranging the blocks 
        A            Dm 
But the landlord and taxman bleed me dry 
        Gm                         F 
But the workers will rise! We will not compromise 
       A                 Dm 
For we know that the old regime must die. 
Dm        A      Dm       A  
Long live Lenin, kill the tsar!  
Dm    A       Dm         A  
We salute the sickle and star! 

A                Dm 
I am the man who arranges the blocks 
     A                     Dm 
That continue to fall from up above 
    Gm                     F 
The food on your plate now belongs to the state 
  A                    Dm 
A collective regime of peace and love. 
A                   Dm 
I have no choice in arranging the blocks 
      A                    Dm 
Under Bolshevik rule, what they say goes. 
    Gm                     F 
The rule of the game is we all are the same 
       A                    Dm 
And my blocks must create unbroken rows. 
Dm         A      Dm       A  
Long live Stalin! He loves you! 
Dm         A             Dm              A  
Sing these words, or you know what he'll do... 

A                Dm 
I am the man who arranges the blocks 
         A                  Dm 
That are made by the men in Kazakhstan. 
     Gm                           F 
They come two weeks late and they don't tessellate 
          A                   Dm 
But we're working to Stalin's five year plan. 
A                Dm 
I am the man who arranges the tanks 
          A                  Dm  
That will make all the Nazis keep away 
    Gm                  F 
The Fuhrer is dead, and Europe is Red! 
       A                         Dm 
Let us point all our guns at the USA. 
Dm       A       Dm   A  
We shall live forever more! 
Dm     A       Dm      A  
We can start a nuclear war! 

A                               Dm 
I am the man who arranges the blocks 
         A                 Dm 
That are building a highly secret base. 
Gm                     F               
Hip hip hurrah for the USSR!  
       A                  Dm 
We are sending our men to outer space. 
A                 Dm 
I work so hard in arranging the blocks 
         A                     Dm 
But each night I go home to my wife in tears - 
           Gm                           F 
What's the point of it all, when you're building a wall 
       A                     Dm 
And in front of your eyes it disappears? 
Dm        A        Dm        A  
Pointless work for pointless pay 
Dm          A      Dm        A  
This is one game I shall not play. 

Dm 
I am the man who arranges the blocks! 

A                                 Dm 
But tomorrow I think I'll stay in bed. 
    Gm                       F 
The winter is cold, I've got plenty of gold 
        A                      Dm 
And I'm standing in line for a loaf of bread 
Dm    A       Dm     A  
Maybe we'd be better off 
Dm    A            Dm   A  
If we brought down Gorbachev! 

A                Dm 
I am the man who arranges the blocks 
      A                    Dm 
That continue to fall from up above. 
     Gm                       F 
The markets are free! So much money for me! 
         A                     Dm 
Tell me, why should I care for peace and love? 
    Gm                        F 
The markets are free! So much money for me! 
         A                     Dm 
Tell me, why should I care for peace and love? 
Dm              Dm    A   Dm 
Peace and love, peace and love! 

            D                  F#m 
And now the wall is down, the Marxists frown 
        G                 A 
There's foreign shops all over town 
D                        F#m 
When in Red Square, well don't despair 
        G          A 
There's Levi's and McDonald's there 
Bm             A 
The US gave us crystal meth 
    G             F#m        F 
And Yeltsin drank himself to death 
D            F#      Bm      A 
But now that Putin's put the boot in, 
G          A      D 
Who'll get in our way? 

   D              F#m 
So we reject free enterprise 
    G              A 
And once again the left will rise. 
D                    F#m 
Prepare the flags to be unfurled 
    G              A 
For we're seceding from the world: 
   Bm               A 
We shall regain the Georgian soil, 
   G                F#m    F# 
We shall obtain the Arctic oil, 
   D     F#          Bm         A  
We shall arrange the blocks and toil 
G       A     D 
Forever and a day! 

G      D 
Game over. 
    	

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