(Warren Zevon)

Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me

Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me



Well you can talk about your perestroika

And that's all right for you

But, Comrade Schevardnadze, tell me

What's a poor boy like me to do?



Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me

Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me



Well, we've been fightin' with the mujahaddin

Down in Afghanistan

Comrade Gorbachev, can I

Go back to Vladivostok, man?



Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me

Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me



(Russian lyrics-the friend of a friend says this might be a translation)

lost city on the red desert

I hear voices of enemies from everywhere

I miss my mother very much



"Village is lost in the red desert.

On all sides, silence of an enemy.

And we want to see our mothers." (that's another guess from another friend-of-a-friend..thanks...)

(note from zevonfan1: I'm wondering...could this be Yevteshenko?)



Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me

Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me