Anastasia Lyrics

Limping Anastasia waits patient in the yard. For just one
hint of recognition, two strong arms. And a ticket to
America where everything is better. She can hide behide a
curtain, write letters. Perhaps a handsome senator will
take her by the glove, he'll face the people helpless -
they will fall in love. Oh, they'll shower her with
sympathy, they'll give her all their money. She will fly
back home again with a private army. The bombs will decimate those towers, I'll be on my knees. I'll plead
for her exquisite mercy, I'll lick her high heels clean.
And I will sell my Judas friends for ten years in a hole.
I will sell my family, I shall sell my soul. But remember
her dark intentions: I'll just roll her chain. I'll slip
a penny for the tram fare, I'll tell the driver, "Don't
stop 'til Spain."

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