Gypsy Punks

http://new.music.yahoo.com/gogol-bordello/tracks/forces-of-victory--60939204 (the last one I had here sucked, sorry)


Samuel Beckett's whole, "i can't go on, I'll go on" thing is pretty awesome, and so is this bad ass song by Gogol Bordello. It repeats almost the same line over and over again in juxtaposition to statements about taking out dictators.
Here I think it is important to think of Malloy. He rests over his bike, merely occupying space, and has to deal with a self righteous pig questioning him as though he had no right to be old. "There is only one law, not two laws, one for the young and one for the old... one for the happy and one for the sad."
In other words: do what you're told no matter what, don't think, don't quest/ question, don't rest on the sidewalk your tax dollars helped pay for, or an asshole with a badge (whose salary your taxes also help pay for) will throw you in the pin, where you will be waiting for a Goddot, a reprieve, or a conjugal visit that will never, ever come.
The band is a gypsy punk band and I think the lyric has to do with some of the sadness of being, like the gypsys and Molloy (or whatever his real name is), down and out, wandering from place to place. The thing is that this state is also very sacred even though you have no money with which to bribe the cops, or, in America, to convince them you have somewhere to stay, and you might just go to jail for loitering.
It doesn't matter
One day, someway, those bastards are going down and I'll be laughing.
As the song says, "just as any king before/ will be on the floor."
It is only a matter of time before the wheels of fortune spin to another season and fate. Those who now are strong will one day blindly pull themselves through wood and marsh with crutches that are useless as anything but grapling hooks.