The Ballad of Alexander Feklin

[Verse]
Alexander Feklin in his boots so worn
Plows the field at sunrise till the break of dawn
With a flask of tea and a cigarette glow
He’s the king of the soil
But you’d never know

[Chorus]
Hey hey Feklin
You’re the man in charge
Riding that tractor like it’s a roaring barge
Fields of wheat
Your kingdom wide and far
Alexander Feklin
You’re the punk rock czar

[Verse 2]
His hands are calloused
His shirt is torn
A rebel in overalls since the day he was born
He curses the sky when the rain won’t fall
But he laughs at the wind when it answers his call

[Prechorus]
Soviet anthem in his head
But he’s rewriting it instead

[Chorus]
Hey hey Feklin
You’re the man in charge
Riding that tractor like it’s a roaring barge
Fields of wheat
Your kingdom wide and far
Alexander Feklin
You’re the punk rock czar

[Bridge]
He’s got a heart of iron
A soul of fire
The village whispers tales of his empire
Vodka in one hand
Destiny in the other
Feklin’s no man’s servant
No man’s brother