Gogol Bordello really brought the concept of a post-Communist Russian identity to the forefront. Down here in Brooklyn, everyone knows someone somehow related to the band. My mother stole my copy of Gypsy Punks: Underdog World Strike. I've never heard a Russian-born person ever complain about them selling out. If Eugene Hutz is going to be a millionaire, god bless him. However, they never really addressed the true immigrant mentality of the Russian immigrant: make money, hand over fist, any way, any how. So I'm glad that Berlin's Rotfront have a song about it. While Gogol Bordello can evoke a fists-up punk rawk reaction, this track is more of a knowing laugh.
Also, the song is based around the beat from Amsterdam Klezmer Band's "Naie Kashe" and, considering the lyrics, can be seen as that song's origin story.