Grigori Yefimovich Rasputin - The Mad Monk

There lived a certain man in Russia long ago.

He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow.

Most people looked at him with terror and with fear.

But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear

He could preach the bible like a preacher Full of ecstacy and fire

But he also was the kind of teacher Women would desire.

RA RA RASPUTIN Lover of the Russian queen

There was a cat that really was gone

RA RA RASPUTIN Russia's greatest love machine

It was a shame how he carried on

He ruled the Russian land and never mind the czar

But the kasachok he danced really wunderbar

In all affairs of state he was the man to please

But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze

For the queen he was no wheeler dealer

Though she'd heard the things he'd done

She believed he was a holy healer

Who would heal her son

(Spoken:)But when his drinking and lusting and his hungerfor power became known to more and more people,the demands to do something about this outrageousman became louder and louder.

"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies

But the ladies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"

No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms

Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms

Then one night some men of higher standing

Set a trap, they're not to blame"Come to visit us" they kept demanding

And he really came

RA RA RASPUTIN Lover of the Russian queenThey put some poison into his wine

RA RA RASPUTIN Russia's greatest love machineHe drank it all and he said "I feel fine"

RA RA RASPUTIN Lover of the Russian queenThey didn't quit, they wanted his head

RA RA RASPUTIN Russia's greatest love machineAnd so they shot him till he was dead(Spoken:) Oh, those Russians...