"Punk Rock Parranda" as written by Eliot Ferguson, Eugene Hutz, Oren Kaplan, Yuri Lemeshev and Sergey Ryabstev....
If you don't see no punks in downtown
Do you know this town is dying quick?
(It's just no good)
I'll get it to you in this now
You'll have a trouble finding goddamn prostitutes

In this gutter town
The girls are stingy, and guys are broke
In this gutter town
You will be always dying for a poke

In this gutter town
The logical balance is absurd
And in this gutter town
The women they never get wet

And in this gutter town
Music is only [unverified]
And in this gutter town
Oh

So that's when I pull over a taxi-co
With my new friends from Mexico
And with limited [unverified]
We started new punk rock Parranda
(Ohh punk! Punk!)

If music doesn't come from windows
You know that something's definitely wrong
(It's fucking wrong)
And all the cars, they pass in silence

And if there is no guitar in a house
You know its owner, he cannot be trusted
And if there is no drum set in the office
Don't be surprised when the business get busted

And if your spouse doesn't play a sitar
Don't expect a whole lot of commitment
And if President doesn't play the sax
He will not get an under-table treatment

And in this gutter town
Say you kick somebody in the head
They just, they likely sue you
But man, they don't get mad

So that's when I pull over a taxi-co
With my new friends from Mexico
And with limited [unverified]
We started new samba

And in this gutter town
The logical balance is absurd
And in this gutter town
The women they never get wet



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"Punk Rock Parranda" as written by Eugene Hutz Eliot Ferguson

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    General CommentUm, I thought it was "In this kind of town" rather than "In this gutter town." ??
    I've also got one of the "inaudible" lyrics for y'all: "Music is only background for dying"
    And it's "But maD, they don't get mad!"
    Also, "The sociological balance is upset" towards the end.
    My fave part of the song is when he sings about the absurdity of how someone kicked in the head is more likely to sue than to actually get mad. heehee.
    FijiGirlon December 24, 2006   Link
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    General CommentSome of the lyrics are wrong:

    "We started new... punk rock Parranda.
    (Ohh punk! Punk!)"

    it's Ohh Fuck. Fuck!

    "If music doesn't come from windows,
    You know that something's definitely wrong, (It's fucking wrong!)
    And all the cars, they pass in silence,
    [Ukrainian]"

    It's clearly not Ukrainian after that line...
    it goes:

    And all the cars (Cops?), they pass by in silence,
    The rollerbladers who roll straight into morgue.

    Not sure what that means...

    "But man, they don't get mad!"

    I think it's but mad--they don't get mad!
    theclashrockeron July 03, 2007   Link
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    General CommentAnother bit I noticed

    And in this gutter town,
    Music is only background for dining!
    And in this gutter town,
    Oh!
    Violentpacifiston July 15, 2007   Link
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    General CommentAnother wrong line:
    "And with limited [inaudible]"

    should be:

    "And with unlimited budget kontrabanda"
    gahcioion May 13, 2008   Link
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    General CommentIf you don't see no punks in downtown,
    D'you know this town is dying quick? (It's just no good!)
    I guarantee you in this town:
    You'll have a trouble finding goddamn prostitute.

    In this kind of town,
    The girls are stingy, and guys are broke.
    In this kind of town,
    You will be always dying for a poke.

    In this kind of town,
    The logical balance is upset
    And in this kind of town,
    The women they never get wet.

    And in this kind of town,
    Music is only background of dying
    And in this kind of town,
    Oh!

    So that's when I pull over on a taxi-co.,
    With my new friends from Mexica,
    And with unlimited budget kontrabanda
    We started new... punk rock Parranda.
    (Ohh Punk. Punk!)

    If music doesn't come from windows,
    You know that something's definitely wrong, (It's fucking wrong!)
    And all the cars, they pass in silence,
    [Ukrainian]

    And if there is no guitar in a house,
    You know its owner, he cannot be trusted.
    And if there is no drumset in the office,
    Don't be surprised when the business get busted.

    And if your spouse doesn't play a sitar,
    Don't expect a whole lot of commitment.
    And if President doesn't play the sax,
    He will not get an under-table treatment.

    And in this kind of town,
    Say you kick somebody in the head -
    They just, they likely sue you,
    But man, no they don't get mad!

    So that's when I pull over on a taxi-co.,
    With my new friends from Mexico,
    And with unlimited budget kontrabanda,
    We started new... saba!

    [Ukrainian]

    And in this kind of town,
    The logical balance is upset.
    And in this kind of town,
    The women they never get wet.
    Bovine Publicon July 13, 2008   Link
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    Lyric CorrectionJust a few wrong things:


    If you don't see no punks in downtown
    You know this town is dying quick.
    I guarantee you in this town
    You'll have a trouble finding goddamn prostitute

    In this kind of town
    The girls are stingy, and guys are broke
    In this kind of town
    You will be always dying for a poke

    In this kind of town
    sociological balance is upset
    And in this kind of town
    The women they never get wet

    And in this kind of town
    Music is only background of dying
    And in this kind of town
    Oh!

    So that's when I pull over on a taxi-co
    With my new friends from Mexica
    And with unlimited budget kontrabanda
    We started new punk rock Parranda
    (Oh punk. Punk!)

    If music doesn't come from windows
    You know that something's definitely wrong (It's fucking wrong!)
    And all the cars, they pass by in silence
    And rollerbladers who roll straight into morgue

    And if there is no guitar in a house
    You know its owner, he cannot be trusted
    And if there is no drum set in the office
    Don't be surprised when the business get busted

    And if your spouse doesn't play a sitar
    Don't expect a whole lot of commitment
    And if President doesn't play the sax
    He will not get an under-table treatment

    And in this kind of town
    Say you kick somebody in the head
    They just politely sue you
    But mad, no they don't get mad!

    So that's when I pull over on a taxi-co
    With my new friends from Mexica
    And with unlimited budget kontrabanda
    We started new samba!

    [Ukrainian]

    And in this kind of town
    Sociological balance is upset
    And in this kind of town
    The women they never get wet
    Asaraon August 10, 2010   Link

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