immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk (Gogol Bordello)
Upon arriving to the melting pot
I get penciled in as a goodamn white
Now that I am categorized
Officer gets me naturalized
immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Now that I'm living up in God knows where
Sometime it gets hard without a friend
But as I am lurking around
Hoptza! I see another immigrant punk!
There is a little punk rock mafia
Everywhere you go
She is good to me and I am good to her... Legalize me! Realize me!
Despite the living up in USA
I'm still holding up in all my ways
I gotta friends, we gotta band
We still make sound you can't stand
Without banging on some big old pot
Without getting out of bed
But I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around
Hoptza! I see another immigrant punk!
There is a little punk rock mafia
Everywhere you go
She is good to me and I am good to her...
Legalize me! Realize me!
Party! Party!
Of course we immigrants wanna sing all night long
Don't you know the singing salves the troubled soul?
So I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking aroundI got a method and you don't
You got a dictionary kicking around?
Look up the immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk!
De fato a reunião aqui em casa foi bem cosmopolita, para não dizer sui generis. Tínhamos: 2 brasileiros (Camilo e eu), 12 argentinos (Guido, 3 amigos, Isabel e namorado, Estefanía, sua amiga, Ariel, Bárbara, Nanu e Mônica), 1 porto-riquenha (Alejandra), 1 equatoriano (Xavier), 1 colombiano (Diego), 1 argelino (Amin), 1 mexicano (Jorge) e 1 catalã (Carola). E isso que faltaram ainda 2 argentinos: Mocoronga e Príncipe Pooh.
Para quem não sabe, Gogol Bordello é uma banda de imigrantes ucranianos ilegais que foram para Nova York, se juntaram e hoje em dia tocam o que eles próprios chama de punk cigano. Atualmente estão em excursão pelo mundo todo.
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