Stalin Kicked the Bucket Songtext

von Ray Anderson

Old Joe kicked the bucket, he's long gone
He won't worry us from now on
He lived in a place they call Moscow
His number came up and he had to go

He stayed around too long
And nobody now can save his hide
'Cause old Joe laid right down and died

Old Joe won't worry us no more
He killed the helpless by the score
Now I hope he's satisfied
Since old Joe's taken his last ride

While near the end, he couldn't talk
He's paralyzed and he couldn't walk
He died with a hemorrhage in the brain
They have a new fireman on the devil's train

Although he was a man of power
He was scared of Eisenhower
So now the devil can retire
'Cause old Joe Stalin will keep the fire