Leningrad

She sends me postcards from nowhere
It’s all I can do
Familiar faces in far off places
And someone looks like you

Watching her fall
Just back from Leningrad

She writes me letters that say nothing
She postscripts an I miss you
An international Soviet St. Petersburg
I wish you could be here too

Watching her fall
Just back from Leningrad

The revolution was noise pollution
All the sloganeering so endearing
The revolution, a sad proletariat
If it feels alright, it feels alright, it

Watching her fall
Just back from Leningrad

The revolution was mind pollution
All the sloganeering, fascist steering
The revolution, a sad proletariat
When it feels alright, it feels alright, it

Watching her
Watching her
Watching her
Watching her