LYRICS/TRANSCRIPTION:
Russia, Russia (Lay That Missile Down): Prescott Reed [1958]

Russia, Russia, lay that missile down
Russia, Russia, must you always frown?
Don’t get tough now, that’s enough now
Russia, Russia, lay that missile down
Russia, Russia, love that samovar
And your blintzes, borscht and caviar
And your music, and your dancing
Russia, Russia, lay that missile down

We’ll compete with you in any sport
Be glad to meet with you and have a snort
Come to a movie, or a ballgame
And listen to Van Cliburn when he plays Tchaikovsky
Russia, Russia, lay that missile down
Come and visit us in our home town
Have some Wheaties, don’t be meanies
Russia, Russia, lay that missile down

We’ll compete with you in any sport
Be glad to meet with you and have a snort
Come to a movie, or a ballgame
And listen to Van Cliburn when he plays Tchaikovsky

Russia, Russia, lay that missile down
Come and visit us in our hometown
Have some Wheaties, don’t be meanies
Russia, Russia, lay that missile down