Gogol Bordello Immigraniada ( We Comin Rougher)

In corridors full of tear gas Our destinies change every day Like deleted scenes from Kafka Flushed down the bureaucratic drain But if you give me the invitation To hear the bells of freedom chime To hell with your double standard We coming rougher every time And those who made it And quickly jaded To them we got nothing to say Immigrada, Immigraniada For them Don Quixote kind of way. ..