Borscht Beat Riot

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Underneath the Baltic cold

A dark and twisted tale is told

The shadows dance along the pier

With every chord, a creeping fear (ho-ha!)

Run, run,

the tide is coming in!

(hahaha!) The midnight ride is about to begin!

A heavy coat, a collar high

We watch the iron seagulls fly

The engine roars a frantic song

We've been driving way too long (go!

go!)

No turning back, the bridge is down (no way out!)

We leave the ashes of this town

Run, run, the tide is coming in!

(hahaha!) The midnight ride is about to begin!

(hey! hey! hey!)