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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Pinto
Performer
Lucas Steele
Performer
Nick Choksi
Performer
Original Broadway Company of Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812
Performer
Dave Malloy
Programming
Mark Dover
Bass Clarinet
John Murchison
Bass
Alon Bisk
Cello
Caryl Paisner
Cello
Alex Gibson
Chorus
Ani Taj
Chorus
Ashley Perez Flanagan
Chorus
Azudi Onyejekwe
Chorus
Courtney Bassett
Chorus
Erica Dorfler
Chorus
Josh Canfield
Chorus
Lauren Zakrin
Chorus
Lulu Fall
Chorus
Nick Gaswirth
Chorus
Reed Luplau
Chorus
Claudia Chopek
Viola
Scott Stangland
Chorus
Matt Doebler
Conductor
Or Matias
Conductor
Joey Cassata
Drums
Heath Saunders
Guitar
Ken Clark
Guitar
Thad Debrock
Guitar
Marilyn Cole
Horn
Jeff Marder
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Malloy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Malloy
Producer
Luke Klingensmith
Assistant Engineer
Nate Odden
Assistant Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Killen
Mixing Engineer
Enrico de Trizio
Recording Engineer
Howard Kagan
Producer
Janet Kagan
Producer
Sonny Paladino
Producer
Isaiah Albolin
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Hey, Balaga,
Ho, Balaga,
Hey, hey, ho, Balaga,
Hey, hey, Balaga,
The famous troika driver
Hey, Balaga,
Ho, Balaga,
Hey, hey, hey, Balaga,
Hey, hey, Balaga,
The famous troika driver
Who's that madman
Flying at full gallop down the street?
Who's that madman
Knocking people over,
Running people down,
While his fine gentlemen
Hold onto their seats?
It's Balaga!
Driving mad at twelve miles an hour!
Balaga!
Coming straight at you
Get out my way, get out my way!
Balaga!
Lashing my whip at horses and peasants!
Balaga!
Risking skin and life twenty times a year
For my fine, fine gentlemen
Yessir, hey, ho, yessir
Yessir, yessir, yessir
More than once
From Tula to Moscow
And back in just one night!
More than once
A narrow escape
From a wild Cossack fight!
More than once
They've beaten me
And slapped me with their gloves!
More than once
Made me drunk on champagne,
Which I love!
Hey, Balaga,
Ho, Balaga,
Hey, hey, ho, Balaga,
Hey, hey, Balaga,
The famous troika driver
Hey, Balaga,
Ho, Balaga,
Hey, hey, hey, Balaga,
Hey, hey, Balaga,
The famous troika driver
Who's that slowpoke
We abuse with wild and tipsy shouts?
Who knows things
That would get you sent straight to Siberia
If anyone found out?
It's Balaga!
Driving mad at twelve miles an hour!
Balaga!
Coming straight at you
Get out my way, get out my way!
Balaga!
Drinking and dancing at Gypsy orgies!
Balaga!
Riding my horses into the ground
For my fine fine gentlemen
Yessir, hey, ho, yessir
Yessir, yessir, yessir
More than once
Driven you round with ladies on your laps!
More than once
Taken you places not on any maps!
More than once
Galloped faster than ordinary men would dare!
More than once
Jumped my troika right into the air!
And I never ask for rubles,
Except maybe once a year—
I don't do this for rubles,
I do it 'cause I like 'em!
And we like Balaga too!
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Writer(s): Dave Malloy
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