Lyrics

here he comes right to your house, not through door, right through the wall. he's a nomad and intruder, spilling merry on your floor, what will now happen?, well it already did!, and the table right in the middle, it got almighty flipped, is it voice of the eternal?, is it hand of the unseen?, came as nomad and intruder, with a pair of wooden sticks, and said, "hey brothers, how is it napping on wagon full of hay?, don't mind me, i'll be just a-startin', here fire in old-fashioned way", we'll be starting starting fire, in an old fashioned way, with ain't no nothin', just take it all away, with two wood sticks and some hay, well, i'll be leaving now, my friends, following the springs, you can usually profound me, in between of my wings.

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Artist: gogol bordello