Testi:
Gogol Bordello Trans Continental Hustle

Just because I come from Roma camp on the hill They put me in a school for mentally ill Opa, opa deedeeda All their lies about Roma Just because I do

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

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

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

the women and the horses Then later on, moved on to the pursuit of spices And finally the rest of all devices But in the wake of the Trans-continental hustle

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

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