Sometimes when facing common trouble When whole town is screwed We become actually human Act like Prometheus would Suddenly there is more humor And a party Labor style People ringing one another "Yo man, how was your blackout?" Suddenly there is more music Made with the buckets in the park Girls are dancing with the flashlights I got only one guitar! And you see brothers and sisters All engaged in sport of help Making merry out of nothing Like in refugee camp Oh yeah Oh no, it doesn't have to be so It is possible any time anywhere Even without any dough Oh yeah Oh no, it doesn't have to be so Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable! And you think, All right, now people They have finally woked up But as soon as the trouble over Watch them take another nap Nobody is making merry Only trotting scared of boss Everybody's making hurry For some old forgotten cause But one thing is surely eternal It's condition of a man Who don't know where he is going Who don't know where does he stand Who's dream power is corked bottle Put away in dry dark place Who's youth power is well buried Under propaganda waves Who's dream life is in opposition With the life he leads today Who's beaten down in believing It just kinda goes this way! Oh no, it doesn't have to be so Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable!
Happy LIBOR day to you, too.
Gogol Bordello's "Oh No"
Sometimes when facing common trouble
When whole town is screwed
We become actually human
Act like Prometheus would
Suddenly there is more humor
And a party Labor style
People ringing one another
"Yo man, how was your blackout?"
Suddenly there is more music
Made with the buckets in the park
Girls are dancing with the flashlights
I got only one guitar!
And you see brothers and sisters
All engaged in sport of help
Making merry out of nothing
Like in refugee camp
Oh yeah Oh no, it doesn't have to be so
It is possible any time anywhere
Even without any dough
Oh yeah Oh no, it doesn't have to be so
Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable!
And you think, All right, now people
They have finally woked up
But as soon as the trouble over
Watch them take another nap
Nobody is making merry
Only trotting scared of boss
Everybody's making hurry
For some old forgotten cause
But one thing is surely eternal
It's condition of a man
Who don't know where he is going
Who don't know where does he stand
Who's dream power is corked bottle
Put away in dry dark place
Who's youth power is well buried
Under propaganda waves
Who's dream life is in opposition
With the life he leads today
Who's beaten down in believing
It just kinda goes this way!
Oh no, it doesn't have to be so
Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable!