There lived a certain man [bad word] long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire

Ra Ra Rasputin, lover of [bad word] queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra Ra [bad word] #39;s greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on

 [bad word] [bad word] land and never mind the Czar
But the kasachok he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son

But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger
for power became known to more and more people,
the demands to do something about this outrageous
man became louder and louder.

"This man's just got to go," declared his enemies
But the ladies begged, "Don't you try to do it, please"
No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a [bad word] they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
 [bad word] to visit us," they kept demanding
And he really came

Ra Ra Rasputin, lover of [bad word] queen
They put some poison into his wine
Ra Ra [bad word] #39;s greatest love machine
He drank it all and said "I feel fine"

Ra Ra Rasputin, lover of [bad word] queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
Ra Ra [bad word] #39;s greatest love machine
And so they shot him till he was dead

Oh, [bad word] ..