(You will sing along, all comrades know famous melody from America!)

Verse 1
On a dark tundra highway, cool wind in his hairs
Warm smell of police state, rising up through the air.
Up ahead in the distance, he saw a shimmering light.
His head grew larger and he spied new land.
He had to stop for the night.
There he stood in the doorway.
He knew they wouldn’t tell.
And he think to himself
More land is heaven, I not care about hell.
Then she lit up a candle and showed him the way
There were voices down the corridor
He thought he heard them say.

Hook
Welcome to the Hotel Cali – Putin!
Is lovely place
She has lovely face
Plenty room at hotel Cali – Putin
Any time of year
He will take more here

Verse 2
His mind is dictator – twisted, he got KGB friends
He got a lot of pretty little countries he will defend
How they dance in the courtyard, his bare-chested threat
Some dance to remember, most hope to forget
So he called up loyal comrade
Bring Wodka, not wine
We haven’t had Stolichnaya this good since 1969
And still helpless voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Hook
Welcome to the Hotel Cali – Putin
Is a lovely place
She has lovely face
Comrades live it up in Hotel Cali – Putin
Is big nice surprise
We eat alibis

Verse 3
Terrors walk the ceiling
We drink wodka no ice
And she said, “We are all just prisoners here, he has nuclear device”
And in the master’s chambers
They gather for big feast
They stab it with their greedy knives
But they laugh at blood of beast
Last think I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find passage back
To Siberia I so longed for
“Relax” said the night man
“We are programmed to deceive
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave!”

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