Moscow Songtext

How come nothing that I ever want
Seems to be the way that I thought it should be?
I've traveled far to get here
And all I got was something that I did not want

There was an old man on the street
He said do you have something for me to eat?
So I gave him some of my bread
Man I'm glad I went to Russia today

I used to think
Russia was where the bread was
Now I know
The way it should be now

I came here for bread
should have stayed home
Gone to Mobil® instead

Out here I'm alone The shelves are all bare
I'm looking for food but I just don't know where

Now I'm going home...