My name is Vladimir Blair
Your name is Anthony Putin
Observe our responsible air
And the bag which we keep a fresh suit in
You shake my hand by the left
I shake your hand by the right
I am the warp to your weft
You are the bark to my bite
We've laid every ghost, every ghoul
And each international gremlin
We've taken the horns by the bull
Who's going back to the Kremlin?
Sign here in invisible ink
To this bland and yet candid preamble
We leave in a nice shade of pink
Oh, and thank you for lending me Campbell
