Moscow nights are cold, but they're crisp and clear

Let's go South for winter this year

To Afghanistan, it's such a lovely land

And the people are russian as can be.

In Afghanistan, right next to Pakistan,

With it's warm water port upon the Sea.



Exciting things are happening there every day,

And each night a fireworks display

In Afghanistan, it's such a lovely land

And it's warmer by far than Moscovy

In Afghanistan, or maybe old Iran

Where the oil fields are wonderful to see.



Exotic sights to see in each quaint old town--

--those that were not burned to the ground

In Afghanistan, it's such a lovely land

And the natives are friendly as they can be

In Afghanistan, it should be Russian land,

Just a small part of Brezhnev's legacy.





Third verse from Kathy Sabanski, of Clam Chowder

First and second verse from Frank Hayes and Mr. Porath