a tear in the eye of the communist
it´s sad but that´s the way it is
the army regulation red star

is gone like the bitter cold war
a philosophy turned to lunacy
a plan for eternaty

but nobody was free

don´t ask for the red rockets

the answer will be dusty
don´t ask for the red rockets
they´re old, useless and rusty


it seems the western world had won the war
they tried to tear the heart but just broke the star

they had not done their homework
(no, i don´t think so)
never burn the ground of the way you wanna go