Boney M. - Rasputin

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 ecstasy and fire But he also was the kind of teacher Women would desire Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey 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 ecstasy 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 Tsar But the kazachok, 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 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 But when his drinking, and lusting and his hunger for power Became known to more and more people The demands to do something about this outrageous man became louder and louder Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey "This man's just gotta 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 Queen They put some poison into his wine Ra-Ra-Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine He drank it all, and he said, "I feel fine" Ra-Ra-Rasputin, lover of the Russian Queen They didn't quit, they wanted his head Ra-Ra-Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine And so they shot him 'til he was dead Oh, those Russians