Karaoké Leningrad Billy Joel

Viktor was born in the spring of fourty four and never saw his father anymore

A child of sacrifice a child of war another son who never had a father after Leningrad

Went off to school and learned to serve the state

Followed the rules and drank his vodka straight

The only way to live was drown the hate

A Russian life was very sad and such was life in Leningrad

I was born in fourty nine a cold war kid in McCarthy time

Stop 'em at the thirty eight'th parallel blast those yellow reds to hell

Cold war kids were hard to kill under their desks in an air raid drill

Haven't they heard we won the war

What do they keep on fighting for

Viktor was sent to some Red army town

Served out his time became a circus clown

The greatest happiness he'd ever found was making Russian children glad

When children lived in

Leningrad

Children lived in Levittown hid in the shelters underground

Until the Soviets turned their ships around tore the Cuban missiles down

And in that bright October sun we knew our childhood days were done

And I watched my friends go off to war

What do they keep on fighting for

So my child and I came to this place to meet him eye to eye and face to face

He made my daughter laugh then we embraced

We never knew what friends we had

Until we came to Leningrad