Sometimes when facing common trouble
When whole town is screwed
We become actually human
Act like Prometheus would
Suddenly there is more humor
In a party-tabor style
People ringing one another
Yo man how’s your blackout?
Suddenly there is more music
Played with buckets in a park
Girls are dancing with flashlights
I’ve got only one guitar
And you see brothers and sisters
All engaged in sport of help
Making merry out of nothing
Like in refugee camp
Oh yeah, oh no!
It doesn’t have to be so
It is possibly anytime anywhere even without any dough
Oh yeah, oh no!
It doesn’t have to be so
The forces of creative minds are unstoppable
And you think right now people
They have finally woke up
But as soon as troubles over
Watch them take another nap
Now nobody’s making merry
Only trotting scared of boss
Everybody’s making hurry
For some all forgetting cause
But one thing surely is eternal
Its condition of a man
Who don’t know where he is going
Who don’t know where does he stand
Who’s dream power is a bottle
Put away in dry dark place
Who’s will power is buried
Under propaganda waste
Who’s dream life in opposition
To the life during the day
Who’s beaten down in believing
It just kidna goes this way
Oh yeah, oh no!
It doesn’t have to be so
It is possibly anytime anywhere even without any dough
Oh yeah, oh no!
It doesn’t have to be so
The forces of creative minds are unstoppable
-Gogol Bordello
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