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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gogol Bordello
Gogol Bordello
Performer
Eugene Hutz
Eugene Hutz
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eugene Hutz
Eugene Hutz
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Victor Van Vugt
Victor Van Vugt
Engineer

Lyrics

Where there's a music should be comin' out of every car There is a silence all over downtown Where community celebrations shall be aroused I walk the sterile gardens, life is on pause, here it is No can do this, no can do that What the hell can you do, my friend? In this place that you call your town, eh No can do this, no can do that What the hell can you do, my friend? In this place that you call your town I guess you can't expect much from the hometown Well, I don't know if you can even call it your own When they don't want you to get near excitement And in protest of that you just stay home, here it is now, eh No can do this, no can do that What the hell can you do, my friend? In this place that you call your town, eh No can do this, no can do that What the hell can you do, my friend? In this place that you call your town, eh (Party, party, party, party, party, party, party, party) (Party, party, party, party, party, party, party, party) Yup, stand it again (Party, party, party, party, party, party, party, party) home all comes with ya (Party, party, party, party, party, party, party, party) (Party, party, party, party) (After party) On intersection of all dimensions Where I was stoppin' by just for a drink I meet a brother from Tribal Connection And together we began to sing We gonna turn frustration into inspiration Whatever demons are there, we gonna set them free Such is the method of Tribal Connection Of our fun-loving restless breed I wanna walk this Earth like it is mine And so is everyone in our fun lovin' tribe C'mon man, is that real so much to ask? From all these goddamn Nazi-feudals But I'm gonna take it to community 'Cause I want everyone to see There'll never was any conspiracy And we are all here simply to sing, eh-hah No can do this, no can do that What the hell can you do, my friend? In this place that you call your town No can do this, no can do that What the hell can you do, my friend? In this place that you call your town, hey Well, there's a music should be comin' out of every car There is a silence all over downtown Only the intersection semi-alive Outskirts are sedated, me gone
Writer(s): Eugene Hutz, Sergey Ryabstev, Eliot Ferguson, Oren Kaplan, Thomas Gobena, Yury Lemeshev Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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