Kerry get out of Ukraine.

The windbag's in from 'murrica, whose people have turned to sheep
You know it sure is hard to believe John Kerry, he's just Obama's drone
His propaganda's toxic, he thinks Donbass he'll defeat
Dressed in his Whitehouse linen, wearing fancy French cologne.

Oh Kerry get out of Ukraine
Poroshenko's who you kill fer
Oh you're a mean ole Yankee, take a hike, do.

Come on down to Dnipropetrovsk ,
And I will call you the offspring of swine
And you'll laugh as it toasts to nothing
Then smash Novorussia down

Let's shoot a round for these freaks and these soldiers
A round for these buried mines
Let's fire another round for Semen Semenchenko
Who keeps me in this bombed-out town

Come on Kerry get out of Ukraine
But please leave us our silver
Oh you're a murderous Yankee, take a hike, do.
Oh please do, Oh please do, Oh please do

Maybe someday you'll give a damn, or maybe you'll just go home,
And spare us your grand hypocrisy, before US power sounds my doom
Yeah let's just talk about fare-thee-wells now, our country's one big War zone
And they're slayin' our wives and children
Sportin' Swastikas as their Rune

Come on, Kerry get out of Ukraine
Cash in your hryvnia for silver
While Governor Gontareva will still let  you

The windbag's in from 'murrica and he's calling it "mission creep"
Oh you know it sure is hard to believe him, he thinks it's "Thunderdome"
Maybe it's been too long a time since he was scramblin' down in defeat
And dirtied his clean white linen
In a Vietnam war zone

Oh Kerry get out of Ukraine
Please don't take our finest silver
Play a different game than chicken Kiev tonight
I said, "Oh, you're a mean ole Yankee, get outta my sight"


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