Troubled Friends (Gypsy Punk sessions) Songtext
von Gogol Bordello

Troubled friends
Troubled friend
Troubled friends
Troubled friend

What do you do and what if it′s true
When your friend confesses to you
He's a serial killer

What do you do and what if it′s true
When your good friend confesses to you
That he has become a car dealer

What do you do, do you do
With all your troubled friends
Hide them from the cops?
Take them to the belly dance
To endow their trouble, oh so troubled heads
What do you do, do you do
With all


Troubled friends
Troubled friends
Troubled friends
Troubled friends

Before the challenge gets too advanced
Before the strike of total {unsure}
How do we keep away the friends from horrible things
And I myself self help plenty of friends or in kind of a strange bands
But what can I ever really tell them

What do you do, do you do
With all your troubled friends
Hide them from the cops?
Take them to the belly dance
To endow their troubles, oh so troubled heads
What do you do, do you do
With all

Troubled friends
Troubled friends
Troubled friends
Troubled friends

Kumbija


What do you do, and what if it's true
When a friend confesses to you
He never read Gogol

But there's knowledge of helping hands
Reaching out to our troubled friends
In this eternal harmony of trouble

What do you do, do you do
With all your troubled friends
Hide them from the cops?
Take them to the belly dance
To endow their troubles, oh so troubled heads
What do you do, do you do
With all your troubled friends

What do you do, do you do
With all your troubled friends
Hide them from the cops?
Take them to the belly dance
To endow their troubles, oh so troubled heads
What do you do, do you do
With all your troubled friends

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, yah, yah, yah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, yah, yah, yah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, yah, yah, yah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
Troubled friends, oh, no
Troubled friends