Tribal Connection Lyrics - Gogol Bordello

Where there's a music should be comin' out of every car 

There is a silence all over downtown 

Where community celebrations shall be aroused 

I walk the sterile gardens, life is on pause, here it is 

No can do this, no can do that 

What the hell can you do, my friend? 

In this place that you call your town 

No can do this, no can do that 

What the hell can you do, my friend? 

In this place that you call your town 

I guess you can't expect much from the hometown 

Well I don't know if you can even call it your own 

When they don't want you to get near excitement 

And in protest of that you just stay home, here it is now 

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No can do this, no can do that 

What the hell can you do, my friend? 

In this place that you call your town 

No can do this, no can do that 

What the hell can you do, my friend? 

In this place that you call your town 

Party, party, party, party, party, party 

Party, party, party, party, party, party 

Party, party, party, party, party, party 

Party, party, party, party, party, party 

Party, party, party, party, after party 

On intersection of all dimensions 

Where I was stoppin' by just for a drink 

I meet a brother from tribal connection 

And together we began to sing 

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We gonna turn frustration into inspiration 

Whatever demons are there, we gonna set them free 

Such is the method of tribal connection 

Of our fun loving restless breed 

I wanna walk this Earth like it is mine 

And so is everyone in our fun lovin' tribe 

C'mon man, is that real so much to ask? 

From all these goddamn Nazi-fuedals 

But I'm gonna take it to community 

'Cause I want everyone to see 

There never was any conspiracy 

And we are all here simply to sing 

No can do this, no can do that 

What the hell can you do, my friend? 

In this place that you call your town 

No can do this, no can do that 

What the hell can you do, my friend? 

In this place that you call your town 

Where there's a music should be comin' out of every car 

There is a silence all over downtown 

Only the intersection semi-alive 

Outskirts are sedated, me gone