Lyrics: George Right
Music: Boris A. Borovoy

Russian Zombies in Ukraine
Bring destruction, death and pain,
Doing all the awful things -
They are beasts, not human beings!
But for every their crime
They will pay, and it's the time.
Choose your targets, time has come -
Clean Ukraine from Russian scum!

Refrain:
Run, Russian, run,
Burn, Russian, burn!
Job will be done,
It’s our turn!
Lie, Russian, lie,
Lie underground,
Die, Russian, die,
It’s our round!

Evil in its purest form
Is the only Russian norm,
Just as long as it exists
Russia is the land of beasts
Bringing slavery and war,
But it should exist no more!
Launch your missiles, time has come -
Clean the world from Russian scum!

Refrain

Run Russian Run

Lyrics, Komposition, Vocals, Mix .... everything by "Borsi" Boris Mikula with help from KI.

https://www.borismikula.at

Why Putin?

Lyrics, Komposition, Vocals, Mix .... everything by "Borsi" Boris Mikula with help from KI.

https://www.borismikula.at

Lyrics:
Oh, Mr. Trump, it's not too late, 
To change your course, to change your fate. 

In the Land of stars and stripes, 
Where dreams take flight, but fears take heights, 
Stood a man with golden hair, 
Promising change, but leading to despair.

Oh, Mr. Trump, won’t you see, 
Your ambition's a storm, not a gentle breeze? 
Stop tearing down what we hold dear, 
Let's build a future without fear.

You talk of greatness, yet sow division, 
Fueling hate with your reckless ambition. 
The Earth cries out as you ignore its plea, 
For you, it's power, not humanity.

Oh, Mr. Trump, won't you heed, 
The cries of those in desperate need? 
Stop rolling back the laws we've set, 
Before it's too late, before we regret.

We need leaders with hearts, not just wealth, 
To guide us through this world's deepest delve. 
So step aside from your throne of greed, 
Let's sow seeds of hope, not hatred's seed.

Oh, Mr. Trump, Mr. Trump

Oh, Mr. Trump, it's not too late, 
To change your course, to change your fate. 
The world doesn't need another hell, 
Let's rise above, let love prevail.

Oh, Mr. Trump, the choice is yours, 
To silence the hate, to close those doors. 
Let's build a future where all can thrive, 
Where compassion and truth will revive.

So let's join hands, let's stand as one, 
For the battles ahead are far from done. 
With love as our guide, we'll light the way, 
Towards a brighter, more hopeful day.

Oh, Mr. Trump, let's make amends, 
For the sake of our world, our fellow friends. 
Together we'll rise, together we'll soar, 
Towards a future worth fighting for.

Mr. Trump it's not too late

Частушки на стихи Юрия Нестеренко
Музыка, вокал, аранжировка - suno AI

Частушки (на стихи Юрия Нестеренко)

Lyrics by Bob B
Music, vocals - suno AI


UNAFRAID

Why do many religious folks
Tend to get their feathers ruffled
If people say they are atheists?
Why should atheists have to be muffled?

Atheists are often considered
The devil incarnate or evil unveiled.
They are attacked, their lives are threatened,
They're ostracized and even jailed--

Done in the "name of God," of course.
Oh, the reasons that people give
In countries all over the world where people
Refuse to practice "live and let live"!

Do we need a god to tell us
How to live or how to behave?
If I blindly follow dogma,
Don't I become religion's slave?

Constantly seeking, questioning,
Observing, expressing healthy doubt,
Exploring the many facets of life,
Discovering what life's about,

And learning how to sift through all
The knowledge that we humans have gained
Will help us put more focus on
Issues that can be explained.

Some things, yes, are inexplicable,
Mystifying, beyond our knowing. 
A question we must ask ourselves
Should always be "Am I still growing?"

There ARE religious people who aren't
Threatened by what others believe.
Secure in their beliefs, they aren't
Fearful, brain-washed, and naïve.

They do not judge nonbelievers
And tell them they are going to hell.
Tempering their beliefs with love
Is what they do so very well.

And then there are the ones who feel
Compelled to express their condemnation.
They need to mind their OWN business
And worry about their OWN salvation.

If you as a nonbeliever are asked
Your position, a way to convey it
Is merely "I'm an atheist
And I am not afraid to say it."

-by Bob B (1-17-25)

Unafraid (Lyrics by Bob B)

Lyrics by Bob B
Music, vocals - suno AI

UNAFRAID

Why do many religious folks
Tend to get their feathers ruffled
If people say they are atheists?
Why should atheists have to be muffled?

Atheists are often considered
The devil incarnate or evil unveiled.
They are attacked, their lives are threatened,
They're ostracized and even jailed--

Done in the "name of God," of course.
Oh, the reasons that people give
In countries all over the world where people
Refuse to practice "live and let live"!

Do we need a god to tell us
How to live or how to behave?
If I blindly follow dogma,
Don't I become religion's slave?

Constantly seeking, questioning,
Observing, expressing healthy doubt,
Exploring the many facets of life,
Discovering what life's about,

And learning how to sift through all
The knowledge that we humans have gained
Will help us put more focus on
Issues that can be explained.

Some things, yes, are inexplicable,
Mystifying, beyond our knowing. 
A question we must ask ourselves
Should always be "Am I still growing?"

There ARE religious people who aren't
Threatened by what others believe.
Secure in their beliefs, they aren't
Fearful, brain-washed, and naïve.

They do not judge nonbelievers
And tell them they are going to hell.
Tempering their beliefs with love
Is what they do so very well.

And then there are the ones who feel
Compelled to express their condemnation.
They need to mind their OWN business
And worry about their OWN salvation.

If you as a nonbeliever are asked
Your position, a way to convey it
Is merely "I'm an atheist
And I am not afraid to say it."

-by Bob B (1-17-25)

Lyrics by Bob B
Music, vocals - suno AI

WHO DOES PUTIN THINK HE IS?

Who does Putin think he is
To move into Ukraine
In order to carry out his vicious
And murderous campaign?

His love of power has gone to his head;
His greed has hardened his heart.
He has proved that he knows how
To make corruption an art.

Decapitating the government
Of Ukraine: a Putin goal.
Then he can install pro-Russian leaders
And thus maintain control.

Dissenters in Russia who criticize
Putin's bellicose ways,
Can be arrested or worse, for Putin
Demands devotion and praise.

Freedom and democracies 
Don't work, according to him.
But can the people vote him out?
Sadly, chances are slim.

He wants to show the world that he has
Control that's ironclad.
He thinks if his neighbors are democratic,
Then THAT makes him look bad.

Well, in truth it does, for he keeps
Russians under his thumb.
If you think things are bad right now,
Then watch what's yet to come.

-by Bob B (2-25-22)


Who Does Putin Think He Is?

Lyrics by Bob B
Music, vocals - suno AI

I remember when I was a youth
How consoling it was to know
That I had little to worry about.
Ah, but that was long ago.

If, perchance, the roof had a leak,
Dad would be up there in a flash
To find the problem, and once he did,
Off to the hardware store he would dash.

Electrical trouble? He had it down.
Plumbing issues? No problem at all.
He examined the situations,
Addressing the problems large and small.

If my mom wanted a door
Moved from one wall to another,
My dad got out the sledgehammer.
Anything to please my mother.

Carpentry was not his thing.
That is where he came up short.
Intellectual creativity
Was his passion, his love, his forte.

My mom was super organized
And ready for any circumstance.
She handled the bills, managed the home,
And planned our meals weeks in advance.

Multi-talented she was!
She cooked and baked, knocked down fences,
Gardened, and kept us kids in line.
Discipline meant consequences.

She even managed to work for a store
As a bookkeeper. We always knew
That everything was under control,
Though we were far from well-to-do.

We kids all had our weekly chores,
Which we begrudgingly did, of course.
However, the way my folks made us feel
Safe and secure was a tour de force.

Life is very different now.
There's no way that I can repair
Leaky roofs, wiring, or plumbing.
I couldn't even on a dare.

I know how to call an electrician,
Plumber, roofer--anyone
To handle concerns at which I'm inept.
I want repairs correctly done.

But every so often I catch myself
Being at peace in my childhood room,
Thinking that all was well with the world
And having no thoughts of doom or gloom.

Young and naïve, all I knew
Was my little world, safe and secure.
Threats to that tranquility
Were imperceptible, obscure.

Little did I know at the time
That life for others wasn't so sweet,
That some lacked food and shelter and had
Difficulty making ends meet,

That some were caught in the middle of clashing
Armies, that innocent people were dying,
That people struggled for rights and freedom,
That life for some was horrifying.

Naïveté and complacency--
As comfortable as they might seem--
Can insulate us from world problems
As though we're living in a dream,

One from which we must awaken.
And when we do, we have to decide
Whether we'll work to better the world
Or stay in our comfy cocoon and hide.

-by Bob B (5-19-24)

Then and Now

Be the peace that you would like
To spread around the world and know
That it comes from deep within,
And when it's nurtured, it will grow.

Be the laughter you want to hear
Fill the air with glee and mirth.
Let its contagious sounds extend
To people everywhere on Earth.

Be the light that you want to see
Radiate both near and far.
Let it serve as a beacon of hope;
Let it be a guiding star.

Be the love that unites the world--
A love that's meaningful and real.
Let its radiance gloriously
Embrace all living things with zeal.

Be the antidote to anger.
Let compassion fill your heart,
For ill-will tries to overpower
Love and tear the world apart.

Be a person who always seeks
To make the world a better place.
Let your glowing smile be mirrored
On every other person's face.

-by Bob B (12-17-22)
Music, vocals - suno AI

Be the Peace

BEWARE OF POPULIST DEMAGOGUES°

Beware of populist demagogues.
Don't let them be misunderstood:
They build their popularity
Without promoting the public good.

They pander to passions and prejudice
And also hold reason and truth in contempt.
From all accountability
Demagogues want to remain exempt.

They are masters of the masses
And try to tear down norm after norm.
Using tricks to betray the people,
They are experts at how to perform.

Using their popular support,
They undermine our institutions.
Swindling us through sophistry,
They stand firm in their resolutions.

Wearing contempt that they invite
As a badge of honor, they hope
That no one scrutinizes them
Or puts them under a microscope.

Notice their quest for unrestrained power,
Their hunger for vengeance, their thirst for control.
Support for ideas that violate
The rights of others is often their goal.

Controlling the hearts and minds of the people,
They want you to think that they are friends.
Then they leverage your support
For their own political ends.

It's scary to think that Americans
Could willingly cast their vote in a fog,
Electing a dangerous person who is
Clearly a populist demagogue.

Lyrics by Bob B (11-9-24)
Music, vocals - suno AI

°Inspired by the writings of Dani Rudrik, Eli Merritt, and Emily Pears


BEWARE OF POPULIST DEMAGOGUES

WHAT WILL HISTORY SAY?

History will tell the story
Of how the U.S. abandoned Ukraine--
Of how an American dictator rose
To power and left it out in the rain--

Of how he sidled up to the leader
Of Russia, and how his admin team
Carried out their Führer's plans
By fully supporting the tyrant's regime--

Of how the American dictator lied
And called Ukraine the true aggressor,
In total opposition to his
Wise and compassionate predecessor--

Of how the European nations
Continued to give Ukraine support
While the American bully's team
Continued to look for truths to distort--

Of how the American tyrant discounted
The pain that the Russians had inflicted
Upon the Ukrainian people, who
Held out longer than folks had predicted--

Of how the bully would help Ukraine
ONLY if there was quid pro quo,
For as a transactional tyrant, he didn't
Like it at all if someone said no--

Of how the dictator's sycophants
Maintained that democracy had failed,
Scoffed at the rule of law, and cheered
When liberties were being curtailed.

What will history say of the people
Who flatly refused the tyrant's demands--
Resisters on American shores
And caring leaders from other lands?

Maybe if all goes well, the cruel
And vicious tyrant will choke on his glory,
And leaders of democracy
Can change the outcome of history's story.

-by Bob B (2-25-25)
Music, vocals - suno AI

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