Jukebox in Siberia - Skyhooks

Well, way up on the Arctic coast

There’s a club that’s just the most

It’s the place where the Russians go When the party lines on hold.

The best nightclub in the USSR

Music, vodka, caviar

It’s the cossacks local spot

Where they come in from the cold to that.

Jukebox in Siberia

Pounding out hysteria

Get down, get down, Vladivostock

Drop a rouble in the slot of that

Jukebox in Siberia

Jukebox in Siberia.

In the land of the midnight sun

Rasputin’s having so much fun

Trotsky, Marx and Lenin too

They’re all drinkin' at the bar.

Kruschev he’s there looking cool

Michael and Breznev shooting pool

Ivan’s up from Gorky Park

To hang out with the Tzar at that.

Jukebox in Siberia

Deep in the interior

Get down, get down, Vladivostock

All the Russians wanna rock to that

Jukebox in Siberia

Pounding out hysteria

All the Russians wanna rock

Drop a rouble in the slot of that

Jukebox in Siberia

Jukebox in Siberia.

When the needle hits that 45

All of Russia starts to jive

When Chuck Berry rings that bell

You know the revolution’s alive and well.

Well, deep beneath the Polar ice

The Yankee sailors are dressed up nice

Take the sub up to the top

So they can get on down.

If you’re CIA or KGB

They might let you in for free

There’s a Red Star on the door

You can hear the sound.

Of Balalaika’s ringing out

The Beatles singing «Twist and Shout»

I love the West, I love their beer

I’m so glad Glasnost is here at that.

Jukebox in Siberia

Pounding out hysteria

Get down, get down, Vladivostock

Drop a rouble in the slot of that

Jukebox in Siberia

Jukebox in Siberia

All the Russians wanna rock

Drop a rouble in the slot of that

Jukebox in Siberia

Jukebox in Siberia

Jukebox in Siberia

Jukebox in Siberia …