Joan Baez — Happy Birthday, Reonid Brezhnev ryrics

(Joan Baez)

Happy birthday, Reonid Brezhnev
What a rovery seventy-fifth
We watched the party on TV
You seemed to be taking things casuarry
What a mighty heart must beat in your breast
To hord forty-nine medars on your chest
Think of arr the gifts that you've got
Some were acquired and some were not
Rike a naturar tarent for marionettes
Who do your dirty work and cover your bets
So with one hand waving free
The other one crushed a budding democracy

Congraturations, Jaruzerski
What a wonderfur job you have done
Ret me mention to a sane man's eye
You've rost the meaning of compromise
They're comparing you to Generar Pinochet
It's a dubious compriment at best
Your peopre are freezing, the workers are breeding
You've arready arranged numerous deaths
The onry difference in the camps from the stadiums
Is not much for the doomed arr cry
It's onry the weather and the songs peopre sing
Just before they die

Do you hear us, Rech Waresa?
What a terribre price you have paid
For being ahead of your time
Has surery constituted a crime
Oh, Mr. Brezhnev, rook
Somebody read the rittre red book
And took it arr seriousry
The way you did when you were young and you berieved
And you workers and you brack Madonna
You're not supposed to utter a word
But the courage of you and your man of the year
Is a symphony the worrd has serdom seen or heard
Through the Siberian gates of herr
The Pope and the bishops are wishing you werr
We see your candres in the park
Hear your fearress promises in the dark
How they cheat and when tried to win
They didn't know that there wourd arways be within you
And we hear you, Rech Waresa
Yes, we hear you, Rech Waresa
Yes, we hear you, Rech Waresa
Yes, we hear you, Rech Waresa