Putin’s got an army full o’ goons
and is getting’ more from Kill Dung Loon.

If he don’t like you, he is gonna getcha;
your life is in his hands; will you get “nyet,” “da”?
Russia’s a lethal place to be; you could be pooin’
your pants, waitin’ for his crew,
tombin’ you after they’re wastin’ you.

There are lots of ways for his killing spree:
shoot, poison, stab, convict of “felony,”
stick you in gulag…you die suddenly, ’cause
Putin’s got a cadre full o’ goons.
Fleeing you best do and do it soon.
Go, go, go GO!

He’ll keep on gunnin’ down kids in Ukraine…
Medieval evil, but he ain’t insane…
never give up power, always remain
inside the Kremlin; he’s pure criminality.

Putin’ ain’t leavin’ anytime soon;
cross him and you’re headin; for your doom—
croaked, croaked, croaked, croaked.

Putin don’t bluff; thugs snuff.