Nomadic Chronicle

Album cover art for "Nomadic Chronicle" by Gogol Bordello

Gogol Bordello - Rock, Roma

Nomadic Chronicle

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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) Moya paranoia (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia Maybe I'm a man who is propelled Spinning circles of his doom Or maybe I'm just paranoid Placed by Lord in this room And a bottle will always be my cover All of your eyebrows, will you please untie And if there's any room for a Roma What else is there left to romanticize? (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia This is only when drunk Or do I see things any clearly? It's just like when one is dyslexic Whatever, I will stay discivil (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia (Hoya hoya hoya) Moya paranoia No ti dura

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Writers
  • Eugene Hütz