The Man From The East Lyrics

I am excited by the prospect of meeting the new manHe will be no match for me,he will become my biggest fanHe does not know my tricksHe does not know my wicked waysIn fact it seems to meThat America?s about to payWho is this candyfloss PresidentThis pedlar of peaceJust a typical capitalistA mere President on leaseWhen the man from the EastMeets the man from the WestSomething?s got to giveSomeone will come off second bestThe eyes of the world straining to seeOne thing?s for certain it had better to be meI can?t wait to see the new man and meet him face to faceI will greet him with a smile and thenI?ll put him in this placeI will not show my handThis is the golden ruleI think it?s time they realisedThis Russian is no foolWho is this candyfloss PresidentThis pedlar of peaceJust a typical capitalistA mere President on leaseBring on your western heroHe is nothing but a boyJust a wandering idealistA mere capitalist toyWhen the man from the EastMeets the man from the WestSomething?s got to giveSomeone will come off second bestThe eyes of the world straining to seeOne thing?s for certain it had better not be meAcross the room he sits, with his dead pan faceThe tyrant of the East and of the human raceI know he?s got plenty to get off his chestBut I?ve heard it said that he is passed his bestWhen your eyes meet one of us will freezeHis throat will go dry and he?ll go weak at the kneesWhen the man from the EastMeets the man from the WestSomething?s got to giveSomeone will come off second bestThe eyes of the world straining to seeOne thing?s for certain it had better not be meI?ve heard a lot about these old BolsheviksThey speak pretty fast and they?re full of dirty tricksHe likes these sort of meetings I understandHe?s known of in the business as quite an old handIt?s about to start, I think he?s going to speakWhatever I do, I mustn?t show I?m weakThe people will desert me, there?ll be consternationThis is the very heart of confrontationWhen the man from the EastMeets the man from the WestSomething?s got to giveSomeone will come off second bestThe eyes of the world straining to seeOne thing?s for certain it had better not be me