Woke up one morning
To the sound of a communist
Crying for money, begging for honey
Pointing at me, the imperialist
So I got up and listened to him
When he told me of a foreign land
No ways, no bread to eat, no butter, no meat
With solidarity the only friend
From the east side
To the west side
The five state side
Eleven state side
From the poor side
To the rich side
From the outside
To the inside
No more red flags
No more surveillance on every day
No false believers, no more deceivers
We believe in the western way
So I made all my friends help him
Give him shelter, give him faith
He brought all his mates with similar fates
We helped him out, what a hard, hard race
From the east side
To the west side
The five state side
Eleven state side
From the poor side
To the rich side
From the outside
To the inside
This country is not one, this country is not one
(torn country)
We tried to help rebuild their country
With all out money and all our power
They spit back at us, denying the past
Every hour was a wasted hour
Now he's standing right before me
With a laugh in his fat rat face
He's f**king my wife, with my car for a drive
And starts to drag me to his eatern maze
From the east side....