My Imaginary Son Songtext
von Gogol Bordello

Hey there kid on my shoulder
Watch your boots on my guitar
Finish already did, that painting
On the top of police car
S T O O G E S
Solidarity Raw Power and Progress
That′s the message I pass on
To my imaginary son, imaginary son

Hey there kid on my shoulder
Watch your boots on my guitar
Finish already that painting
On the top of police car
S T O O G E S
Raw Power and Progress
That's the message I pass on
To my imaginary son, imaginary son, imaginary son


Kid, I was made in 70s under big rusty star
But air was so full of melodies, it could heal any scar
There was always somewhere else to go
There was always someone new to know
No one ever had a car
But everyone was a superstar

Hey there kid on my shoulder
Them are legions we are one
Finish already that painting
On the top of police car

We go to Europe, like it′s our kitchen
Then our Garage USA through Brazil heavenly gardens
Back to Gorby of Ukraine
But we both know that you and me
Is our favourite country
So the show won't be a wreck
We gotta get back to sound check
And my imaginary son


Hey there kid on my shoulders
Them, are legions we are one
Finish already that painting
On the top of police car
Finish already that painting
On the top of police car
S T O O G E S
Raw Power and Progress
And that's the message I pass on
To my imaginary son, to my imaginary son

And keep in mind the en passant