Ukraine

To the tune of “Cocaine”

All the money we’ve sent

You must know is misspent,

Ukraine.

Their democracy

Lacks legitimacy.

Ukraine.

They give bribes,

They take bribes,

They give bribes,

Ukraine.

It’s as bad as it sounds.

Their top guy is a clown.

Ukraine.

In Europe’s old Pale

Everything is for sale.

Ukraine.

They give bribes,

They take bribes,

They give bribes,

Ukraine.

They signed the Minsk deal

But continued to kill.

Ukraine.

Z had a peace plan,

But he’s not his own man.

Ukraine.

They give bribes,

They take bribes,

They give bribes,

Ukraine.

They give bribes,

They take bribes,

They give bribes,

Ukraine.

David Martin

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