Texty: Gogol Bordello. Trans-Continental Hustle. Last One Goes The Hope.

Unvisible barbed wire all along
Around the neck of my song
Hey Romale, I'm beat up
But going strong

Unstoppable fire of my tongue
And the path ahead that's long
Will get me at the end where I belong

Cause I've seen ship of fools
Sinking in the dunes
As I dragged my coffin on the rope
Them all look down at me
But I got all the help I need
Cause the last one, last one goes the hope
Last one, last one goes the hope

Unseizable diamond from my sling
Still is searching for its ring
In a city of ruins where no-one sings
But zombies and willful slaves
Living in their tiny private caves
Crooked hands, digging up their graves

Yeah I've seen ship of fools
Sinking in the dunes
As I dragged my coffin on the rope
Them all look down at me
But I got all the help I need
Cause the last one, last one goes the hope
Last one, last one goes the hope

Dee dee dee...
Last one, last one goes the hope
Last one, last one goes the hope

He romale, no passar??n
Hey chavale, non rien de rien
You see the thunderbird already starts to spin
He romale, no passar??n
He chavale, non rien de rien
Hey, venceremos,
§?§a§O §a§N§O§?§a §?§i §a§a§O§O§O§U§?!

Cause I've seen ship of fools
Sinking in the dunes
As I dragged my coffin on the rope
Them all look down at me
But I got all the help I need
Cause the last one, last one goes the hope
Ooh, last one, last one goes the hope
Ooh, last one, last one goes the hope
Ooh, last one, last one goes the hope

Dee dee dee...
Ai ai ai...
Last one, last one goes the hope (ai goes the hope!)
Last one, last one goes the hope
Last one, last one goes the hope (ai goes the hope!)
Ooh, last one, last one goes the hope