written by Warren Zevon 1989 Zevon Music BMI. 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.