A Complete History of the Soviet Union as Told by a Humble Worker, Arranged to the Melody of Tetris

To Moscow I came seeking fortune But theyre making me work til Im dead The bourgeoisie have it so easy The Tsars putting gold on his bread The people of Moscow are hungry But think what a feast there could be If we could create a socialist state That cared for the people like me: I am the man who arranges the blocks That descend upon me from up above. They come down and I spin them around Til they fit in the ground like hand in glove. Sometimes it seems that to move blocks is