They built a mausoleum for us and called it a modern museum for us where people could go and cry, but everyone passes us by because nobody wants to cry anymore, every one of us is all cried out, there are no more tears, there's only tax and those blasted monkeys on our backs.

Now they've built a museum for the mausoleum,
deja vu for the few in the know

Stalin would be having a field day
if only he hadn't passed away

we're still trying to pass water
and
some are still trying to pass go.