Combining elements of punk, gypsy music, and Brechtian cabaret, Gogol Bordello tells the story of New York's immigrant diaspora through debauchery, humor, and surreal costumes. Leader and singer Eugene Hütz's taste in music was spun out of black-market tapes of the The Birthday Party and Einstürzende Neubauten in his native Ukraine.
After being evacuated to Western Ukraine in 1986 following the Chernobyl disaster, Hütz became enamored of the mystical, outsider qualities of gypsy music.
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A very easy song.3 Chords.There dosent seem to be any tabs or chords or tabs on the net i took it upon myself to learn it. any problems e-mail [email protected]!:)
Artist: Gogol Bordello Album: Super Taranta! Year: 2007 Title: Supertheory Of Supereverything Intro. Am,E,Dm
AmE First time I had read the Bible DmAm It had struck me as unwitty AmE I think it may start a rumor DmAm That the Lord ain't got no humor (Verse) AmEDmAm Put me inside SSC AmEDmAm Let's test superstring theory AmEDmAm Oh yoi yoi accelerate the protons AmEDmAm stir it twice and then just add me, 'cause
(Chorus) AmE I don't read the Bible DmAm I don't trust disciple AmE Even if they're made of marble DmAm Or Canal Street bling
(verse) From the maelstrom of the knowledge Into the labyrinth of doubt Frozed underground ocean melting - nuking on my mind
(verse) Give me Everything Theory Without Nazi uniformity My brothers are protons My sisters are neurons Stir it twice, it's instant family!
(chorus) I don't read the Bible I don't trust disciple Even if they're made of marble Or Canal Street bling
My brothers are protons My sisters are neurons Stir it twice dlja prekrastnih dam...
(breakdown) (for the breakdown dont begin until after "family") Do you have sex maniacs Or schizophrenics Or astrophysicists in your family Was my grandma anti anti Was my grandpa bounty bounty Hek-o-hek-o-hej-o They ask me in embassy!
'Cause I don't read the Bible I don't trust disciple Even if they're made of marble Or Canal Street bling
And my grandma she was anti! And my grandpa he was bounty! And stir it twice And then just add me! Partypartypartypartypartyparty now afterparty...