In the land of red and hammer, where the cold winds blow, We've got a treat in a can, you might not want to know! From the factories to our plates, it's the hero of the day, A mystery meat delight, that never goes away! Soviet Spam! Soviet Spam! It’s the taste of the motherland! In the darkest night or a party's light, Soviet Spam will make it right! Ration cards in hand, we stand in line for miles, For that can of questionable pork, it always brings us smiles. Grannies make it special, kids eat it with pride, In the USSR, it's the snack that never died! Soviet Spam! Soviet Spam! It’s the taste of the motherland! In the darkest night or a party's light, Soviet Spam will make it right! Fry it, boil it, eat it cold, The stories of its flavor, forever told! In a sandwich or a stew, Soviet Spam, we love you true! Soviet Spam! Soviet Spam! It’s the taste of the motherland! In the darkest night or a party's light, Soviet Spam will make it right! Soviet Spam! Soviet Spam! It’s the taste of the motherland! In the darkest night or a party's light, Soviet Spam will make it right! ----------- Youtube: www.youtube.com/@SteiCamel Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2JZ25oVb5nRnUuEO6zBIPh?si=bfeRwdQ3RWeYOAuaMbTrpA

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