Testo Little Russian Boy

You saw my legs before you ever saw my eyes.

Dangled like a carrot from a string tied to the sky.



Landed on a stairwell in the arms of Mother Earth.
Saw you in your rags when you were digging in the dirt.

Saw you love your mother just the way that I love you.

Wish that I could change your point of view.



Dressed yourself in brown to match the color of the earth.

Washed your eyes with mud as tho it was your mother's skirt.

Mother Russia loves you boy but I could love you too.

Wish that I could change your point of view.


You're a little russian boy & I'm from up above.

Lead me to the place where we make love.



You were raised in tunnels and your learned to walk on stairs.

Leaping like a rabbit with a string tied to the air.

Well-endowed in places that your mother never knew.

Terrified in many places too.



Never seen a yellow sun or touched an eye of blue.

Never touched a bird till it lay dead in front of you.

Mother Russia likes me but she really pines for you.

I came here to change her point of view.



You're a little russian boy and I'm from up above.

Lead me to the place where we make love.



Stairwells cross around us-- it's wilder than a maze.

So much brown around us, sunlight turns to haze.

Must be hidden alleys that you played in as a child.

Must be something here that's fresh & wild.



Mother mother russia would you give your boy to me?

I don t want to eat him I just want to set him free.

He feels like an orphan boy and I'm an orphan too.

Maybe I could change his point of view.



Dancing in the stairwells till you dissapear from me.

Leaping out of nowhere with a flower picked for me.

You're a little orphan boy but I'm an orphan too.

Maybe I could change you're point of view.



You're a little russian boy & i m from up above.

Lead me to the place where we make love.