Your Country Lyrics - Gogol Bordello

Your country raised you, your country fed you 

And just like any other country it will break you 

On front line send you, tax the hell out you 

And just like any other country, it will lock you, up you 

Unfortunately there'll be no judgment day 

It would be kind of fun to see what they would have to say 

When the God they preached would actually be there 

And all who didn't like The Stooges would go to fucking hell 

Your country raised you, your country fed you 

And just like any other country it will break you 

On front line send you, tax the hell out you 

And just like any other country, it will fuck you, up you 

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But even all the garbage that they pour over our eyes 

Does not prevent us from living most magical of life's 

What are all these countries and how did they appear? 

And who cut up the cake and who brought up all this gear? 

Did it have to do anything with its people's will? 

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know my dear 

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It's six in the morning, I'm down in New Orleans 

Sister paintings on your wall they will speak to me 

And up later on we resume salutations 

To the rest of local Tribal Connections 

Now think about that sweet baby girl 

Sweet baby girl, sweet baby girl 

Sweet baby girl, sweet baby girl