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Well, way up on the artic coast
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There’s a club that’s just the most
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It’s the place where the Russians go when the
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Party line’s on hold
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The best night club in the U.S.S.R
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Music, vodka, caviar
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It’s the Cossacks’ local spot when they
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Come in from the cold to that

Chorus

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Jukebox in Siberia
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Poundin’ out hysteria
F
Get down, get down Vladivostock and
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Drop a ruble in the slot of that
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Jukebox in Siberia
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Jukebox in Siberia

Verse 2

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 lookin’ cool
Michel and Bresnev, shootin’ pool
Ivan’s up from Gorky park to
Hang out with the Czar, at that


Chorus

Bridge

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When the needle hits that forty-five
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All of Russia starts to jive
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When Chuck Berry Rings that bell
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You know the revolution’s alive and well


Solo


Verse 3

Well deep beneath the polar ice
The Yankee sailors who dressed up nice
Take the sub up to the top so
They can get on down
Well if you’re CIA of KGB
They might let you in for free
There’s a red star on the door
And you can hear the sounds
Of balalaikas ringing out
The Beatles singing Twist and Shout
I love the west, I love their beer
I’m so glad Glasnost in here at that

Chorus

Outro

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Jukebox in Siberia
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Yeah that Jukebox
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Yeah that Jukebox
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Yeah that Jukebox in Siberia that
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Jukebox
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Yeah that Jukebox in Siberia