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60 revolutions per minute
this is my regular speed
So how do you want me to live with it?
How do you want me to live with it?
Without ringing all alarms!
Without overthrowing czars!
Without emptying the bars!
Without screwing with your charts!

Well I confess, I had myself a good laugh
Remembering the times of my provincial living
When I was ready to break horns of all the cows
Just to establish myself as non-conforming

Well, time has passed
And I look back with a different eye
And thought it's time to

Yeah o yeah you seen me walk
On burning bridges
Yeah o yeah you seen me fall
In love with witches
And you know my brain is held
Inside by stitches
Yet you know I did survive
All of your lovely sieges

On meridians of madness
On the parallels of love
We try hard, run from each other
But our work is never done

So we meet again
(Amen)
And we sigh again

Have you ever been to American wedding?
Where is the vodka, where's marinated herring?
Where is the supply that gonna last three days?
Where is the band that like Fanfare.
Gonna keep it goin' 24 hours

Ta-tar-ranta-ta-ta
Super taran-ta taran-ta ran-ta ta

Sitting in the russian bath house on the avenue B
no matter how much we sweat we just can't agree
ai razminku yorshikom provodim my
nobody learns no nothing from no history
Tall little Sally plays with magic ebbles
Dasha sells equipment to the Chechnian rebels
ya vihozgu iz anala v astral
tam mnogo chego slishal no ne zapisal

Sitting in the russian bath house on the avenue B
no matter how much we sweat we just can't agree
ай разминку ершиком проводим мы
nobody learns no nothing from no history

Tall little Sally plays with magic ebbles
Dasha sells equipment to the Chechnian rebels
я выхожу из анала в астрал

Ai ai ai ai, a-woo hoo hoo
Ai ai ai ai, not me, not you...

Sitting in a Russian bathhouse on a Avenue B
No matter how much we sweat we just can't agree
Ай разминку ёршиком проводим мы
Nobody learned no nothing from no history

Aj so keres my baro foro
Aj baro foro sheura
Chavora chordena o graj(e)nde
Chavora chordena cheja

Chavora pasho (da romano?)
Muro ilo dukxala ma
For they could never never measure

Gogol Bordello - Trans-Continental Hustle

When death comes I won't be there
In fact I will not be found anywhere
Not in Nevada, not in Sahara
On Chomolungma or Guadalajara
Cause I'll be climbing top of Never-Neverest
With my contaminated friends

2010/08/01 - Charlottesville Pavilion; Charlottesville VA, USA

TRACKLIST:

01- Intro
02- Ultimate
03- Not a Crime
04- Wanderlust King

We stepped together
In the river,
We traded fever
On turmoil,
Last time I saw you
Was in the middle,
I wonder if you hit the soil.

Who would know better then us pleasure seekers
Than to meet inside of the shamanic speakers
Where past is a memory
Future is illusion
And only the power of now beats the confusion

We who seek long enough
Dig deep enough

Dogs were barking, guests were parking
and my wedding was about to start
Dogs were barking, monkeys clapping
Then I got up on table and I said:
I'll meet you 10:45 on the Broadway Canal
in a disco-radical-transglobal...

comanja cooking up the original mixtura

Give me a vision when I got none
and thunderbolts in each hand of my own
for I'm comin' back to level
Everything they taught us wrong

With a crave for for panacea
World is crawlin' on all fours
In a search of a new prayer

To protect this generation
From the raging east infection
Market another British invasion
Or 80-th regurgitation
Or more cultural inbreeding
Or more garbage prefeeding
To protect this generation
From the east infection!

You and I resemble god
made by him to come after him

everything in us resembles god
except for one thing
Everything in us resembles god
except for one thing.

And so I married a Chinese lesbian
She was 45 years old
She needed bad to stay in the country
I needed bad her dough
She needed bad to stay in the country
I needed bad her dough

So I became her greencard husband

Well I've been reading some texts in my dreams
They went for pages
And I've been watching the wolves
They broke out of cages

And how fallowing dirty old useless clown
Gadjo gets lost in a gypsy part of town...

Я объездил всю Европу.
Я даже в Америке бывал.
Но запомнилось не это,
Что летал там, не летал.
А что рванул! А что рванул!!!

Я объездил всю Европу.
Я даже в ??? яких за парочку. Да-да-лабал-лабал-лабал!

I just realized that I’m dying to see you
And hear you all over again and again
When did it started, on which exact moment?
Oh I don’t know and I hope it will end

Maybe tomorrow, but probably never
In this world of obsession I helplessly fall
Feeling disguising, so polarizing

SUDDENLY... (I MISS CARPATY)

Suddenly door opened just a crack
And a hand reached out and ordered me to duck
And took me to a Sturm and Drang banquet
Where Rimsky and Korsakov they met
On the Sturm and Drang banquet
Where Kunitzky popal pod zapret

I was born under Soviet star,
But always wanted be a tsar,
But became a movie star,
Where the fuck is my mini-bar

I feel beautiful inside,
every time I reach the height of art,
I was born under Soviet star,

If I ever get home before dark
I will roll my sleeves so way down low
I will sink my fingers in your hair
And I will wait for one and only word

If I ever get home before dark

Lord you held me hostage for so long

Immigrada immigraniada,
Immigrada immigraniada-da,
Immigrada immigraniada,
We're coming rougher every time !!!

We're coming rougher, we're coming rougher,
We're coming rougher every time,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,

Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Punk!

Upon arriving to the melting pot
I get penciled in as a goddamn white
Now that I am categorized
Officer gets me naturalized

Some time when you have to take the hardest way
That don't mean that your star is leading you astray
Forget fashion symposium
Yo, get panoramic!
All I gotta say, my friend: Stay aerodynamic!
All I gotta say, my friend: Stay aerodynamic!

Whoa my spirit guide, lurking in the window

Unvisible barbed wire all along
Around the neck of my song
Hey Romale, I'm beat up
But going strong

Unstoppable fire of my tongue
And the path ahead that's long
Will get me at the end where I belong

Caravan is comin', all guitars are strummin'
Chief is sitting high with gold across the chest
I'm just a little chavo, I don't even own a gitar
But mama they got girl that I love the best

Lela lela lela, lela pala tute
Jas kana meres, mirala pala late
Lela lela lela, lela pala tute

The noise in this joint is unearthly
And soon I awkwardly say
"Oh look, there it is, my whole life in a ashtray"
I can go back to her that way

Because in blue darkness of the night
She keeps imagining one thing
Someone stuck his Finnish knife

Hey rejuvenation! The second wind
When, when, when, when, will it begin
Repatriation, what is my sin
When, when, when, when, will my ship come in

First I asked the sailor
To sneak me aboard
Bring me place my father showed me my first guitar chord

Tu me estas dando mala vida
yo pronto me voy a escapar
gitana mia por lo menos date cuenta
gitana mia por favor
tu me dejas respirar
tu me estas dando mala vida

cada dia se la traga mi corazon !

My birth I can hardly remember
But I remember from the start
My midwives looking at each other
"Wow, this boy is born with singing heart"

All doors for him will now fly open
For everybody loves a nut
It's true once they threw me in trenches

Masha Chichkadrichkina been in America
Already for six years
She successfully lost all her Russian friends
When she drinks she says, "Cheers!"

Late at night she makes decisions
Based upon new superstitions
With a very focused stare

Mussolini was a-shavin’, whistlin’ Tarantella,
Stalin was keeping eye on barbeque
When their fish line bell started to jingle,
Mussolini caught a-nothin’, Stalin caught two

You know my friend, It’s a kind of pretty,
Said Josef Stalin and loosened up his straps
Mussolini turn to him, with a restling glitter

We stepped together in the river
We traded fever on turmoil
Last time I saw you was in the middle
I wonder if you hit the soil

Where are you now my companjera?
Your baby claw stuck in my chest
Where are you now my sonidera?

My strange uncles from abroad
yes I never met them
but I took everything they wrote
and I'll never forget them
Through the mystical communication
deep within it all comes true
forming underground railroad
for our ultimate break through!

Back when I was young and crazy, as they say,
But sure, I worked pretty hard, yeah.
Stole some money from my mom, and I hit the road to Leningrad.
I get stopped on the next train stop, in the middle of rural Ukraine.
This is how it's all begun,
And I will tell this story of a true rebellion.

Hoya hoya hoya

[Russian]: -I've managed to get the letter, Nikolay Ivanovich.
-And if it is forbidden again?
-Absolutely forbidden! Belinsky* to Gogol! Ah, Nikolay Ivanovich, its such a letter!


Drop the charges!

[Russian]:Gimme the forbidden!

– Я письмо достал, Николай Иванович!
– И опять запрещенное?!
– Совершенно запрещенное, Белинского к Гоголю. Ах, Николай Иванович, какое письмо!
Droooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooop the charges!

Welcome to the Hutzovina border
Come see what we got
Kontrabanda prana-donors ai
Never mind now securitate it's a tihiy chas
Latche romenitza bravinta pjas!

Now over the bridges and over the fence
Over the skyline and over powerplants

Welcome to the Hutzovina border
Come see what we got
Kontrabanda prana-donors ai
...It's a tihiy chas
Latche romentza bravinta pjas!

bulo bulo bulo bulo ne ljubyty
bulo bulo bulo bulo ne hodyty

Sometimes when facing common trouble
When whole town is screwed
We become actually human
Act like Prometheus would
Suddenly there is more humor
And a party tabor style
People ringing one another
"Yo man, how was your blackout?"

Caravan is comin', all guitars are strummin'
Chief is sitting high with gold across the chest
I'm just a little chavo, I don't even own a guitar
But mama they got girl, that I love the best

Lela lela lela, lela pala tute
Jas kana meres, mirala pala late
Lela lela lela, lela pala tute

I’ve got a passport officer
This time you ain't getting what you want
This time you're doing only what you must
This time you're doing only what you must

I’ve got a passport officer
This time you ain't getting what you want
This time you're doing only what you must

Revolution is internal
Help yourself at any time
Evolution isn't over
No no no no, no no no no
We are about to use our mind
Yeah

Yeah to learn the language

Rebellious love
is begging door to door
But finds the silence
like no-one lives there anymore

Rebellious love
This day ain't got no place
And is running out of town

I am so glad you stuck true to your obsessions
and filed rest of questions under "false"
I am so glad you never took their offers
I am so glad you never returned their calls

Darling, darling, darling, darling...
My sacred darling

Sally was a fifteen-year-old girl from Nebraska
Gypsies were passing through her little town
They dropped something on the road, she picked it up
And cultural revolution right away began!
Oh no! Cultural revolution just begun
Oh no! Cultural revolution just begun... alright!

They always were afraid that I was schizophrenic

una questa storia, obliko amorale,
russo raspizdoto maniacale, i paranormale

-------

O solnce Santa Marinelly, izlizannoi toboyu,

Ya poluchal ne raz, tai-da-rirara

Ah here he comes, he comes, here he comes a-courting
To put all the Don Juans to shame
There'll be cadryl dance for all the beautiful and homely
No one will slip away
From a spider

Oh dark is his web and thousand of creatures
In it they shine just like the stars

And Only yesterday you thought
You were Peter The Great
With all, all your troops.
And only yesterday you thought
Your name shall be carved in stone.
But how slowly goes the night
For a shy kind of guy
That you have become tonight

Start wearing purple, wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish
I promise, it’s just a matter of time

So yeah, ha

Start wearing purple, wearing purple

Sun Is On My Side

What was here now is gone
Up and down like everyone
Walk the Earth in lonesome cry
But when the sun comes up
When the sun comes up
It will be on your side

First time I had read the Bible
It had struck me as unwitty
I think it may start a rumor
That the Lord ain't got no humor

Put me inside SSC
Let's test superstring theory
accelerate the protons

When the snow is getting heavy,
Trees just bend and let it go,
So how many, so how many,
Broken bones it takes to know?

So wake up, my principessa,
And don't let me out of your sight,
I've seen the other side of rainbow

I came to New York to start gypsy punk revolt
Now that it's rockin' so why don't I just go home?
Hei Chavorale... Think Locally!
Palo mande... Fuck Globally!
I can't believe back home they failed to understand
That I am simply a chavo kind of man
Hey Chavorale... Think Locally!
Palo mande... Fuck Globally!

When there is trap set up for you,
In every corner of this town,
And so you learn the only way to go is underground.
When there is a trap set up for you,
In every corner of your room,
And so you learn the only way to go is through the roof.

Ooohooooh, through the roof, underground.

35 years I lay awake at night
Across my mind is one eternal fight
Inventing new ways to think and see
But keep old friends and answers to old ways

To frontiers my kind is following the spark
To build lighthouse for those who scared of dark
To frontiers where we befriend the shark

When death comes I won't be there
In fact I will not be found anywhere
Not in Nevada, not in Sahara
On Jamalugma or Guadalajara
Cause I'll be climbing top of NeverEverest
With my contaminated friends

Na paralleljah I meredianah

1 - Pala Tute (00:00 - 04:04)
2 - My Companjera (04:05 - 07:27)
3 - Sun Is On My Side (07:28 - 11:52)
4 - Rebellious Love (11:53 - 15:49)
5 - Immigraniada (We Comin Rougher) (15:50 - 19:36)
6 - When Universes Collide (19:37 - 24:24)
7 - Uma Menina (24:25 - 28:59)
8 - Raise The Knowledge (28:60 - 33:55)

Where there's a music shall be comin' out of every car
There is a silence all over downtown
Where community celebrates shall be aroused
I walk the sterile gardens where life is on pause

No can do this!
No can do that!
What da hell can you do, my friend?

If we are here not to do
What you and I wanna do
And go forever crazy with it
Why the hell we are even here?

There were never any good old days
They are today, they are tomorrow
It's a stupid thing we say

Uma menina, yeah, (yeah) uma cigana (whoa)
I met on mercada uruguayana
Uma menina, yeah, (yeah) uma cigana (whoa)
She she she she, she she she she
She she she she told me

Between the rivers, yeah, (yeah) of tzin and ganka (whoa)
There was a-once bonanza чунга-чанга (whoa)

I am a foreigner and I'm walking
through new streets
But before I want to I see the same deeds
Inherited by few a power machine
That crushed and strangles you
right in your sleep
But be it me, or it's you, the leisure class,
I think we all know:

When I was younger I lived in fear
That incarceration of some kind is near
I checked my head, in tact with rules
I nearly became a goddamn fool

But I've heard voices not in the head
Out in the air they called ahead
Through ripped out speakers

Little lady alone in her house
she is preparing for her bed
little does she know little does she know
she is in her house with unvisible zedd
little lady in her kitchen
she's bending over over frying pan
little does she know while she is bending over
she is stripteasing for unvisible zedd

Here he comes right to your house
not through door, right through the wall.
He's a nomad and intruder
Spilling merry on your floor
What will now happen?
Well it already did!
And the table right in the middle
It got almighty flipped

As I walked into the bar
A man came up to me and said:
you know the older you will get
the more perverted you will get

Hey, I'd like to see you try it
Oh what you gonna do about it?
Optzay, be a bad priest?

Why didn't you come
When I beat my drum
And scream off my head
Out into the night
Scared of the slums
Afraid of the guns
Don't wanna see the hoodlums' fight
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now

It is easier to see
Evil as entity
Not as condition inside you and me
I did not invent it, I'm just in charge of it
Simple businessman with simple practical plan

So do you wanna be a model, yeah?
All you got to do is show up, wow!

Демьяненко, Блохин, Бессонов наши идеалы,

Мы ждем когда откроют дверь на стадион Динамо.

У всех мы на устах, в общественных местах

И верим мы в успех в Лужниках, Лужниках.

если бы я не был сумасшедшим дикарем, что бы я увидел, что бы я узнал
что бы я тогда в мире не своем думал ли гадал но так бы и не испытал

тихо-мирно в путь последний уплыла б моя мечта
если не попадет в тот плен запредельный к сумасшедшим дикарям.

если бы я не был оглупелым маньяком, что бы я увидел, что бы я повидал
если бы я не был влюбленным дураком, огонь бы свой продал да столько сил кому бы дал?

Далеко за семафором есть такая долгота
Далеко за буреломом есть такая широта

Широта любви
Долгота мечты
И стихи о памяти

Батя, батя, расскажи ты мне

[Russian]: -I've managed to get the letter, Nikolay Ivanovich.
-And if it is forbidden again?
-Absolutely forbidden! Belinsky* to Gogol! Ah, Nikolay Ivanovich, its such a letter!

Drop the charges!

[Russian]:Gimme the forbidden!

Плывёт моряк, он точно знает,
О чём девчонки все так мечтают.
В ночи мигают маяки девичьих грёз,
О том, что кто-нибудь когда-нибудь
Куда-нибудь (но не как-нибудь),
Но все же взял их и увёз.
О том, что кто-нибудь когда-нибудь
Куда-нибудь (но не как-нибудь),

When there's a trap set up for you
In every corner of this town
And so you learn the only way to go is underground
When there's a trap set up for you
In every corner of your room
And so you learn the only way to go is through the roof

Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground

Когда вода всемирного потопа
Вернулась вновь в границы берегов,
Из пены уходящего потока
На сушу тихо выбралась любовь,
И расстворилась в воздухе до срока,
А срока было сорок сороков.

И чудаки еще такие есть,