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Mother don't fret I won't fall on my face
Mother don't fret I won't be a disgrace
Don't wanna hear the critics tell me to stop
Obliterate incinerate until I'm on the top
Obstacles mount gotta make it through the snow
A 9 to 5 job is nothing that I know
See the world through the eyes of a traveled young man
I gotta be someone that you'll never understand
Living like a gypsy now
Mother I'm living like a gypsy now
Can't you see the sacrifice on my brow
Mother I'm living like a Gypsy now
Glide through the night and watch the cloud turn light
Another eight hours in this tedious plight
Another foreign city in another foreign land
Another breakdown for this wavering van
Tensions run high and my eyes turn red
Everyone's sick and there's a throb in my head
No one gets sleep till we make it back home
Insomnia hits and never lets go
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Mother don't fret I won't fall on my face Mother don't fret I won't be a disgrace Don't wanna hear the critics tell me to stop Obliterate incinerate until I'm on the top Obstacles mount gotta make it through the snow A 9 to 5 job is nothing that I know See the world through the eyes of a traveled young man I gotta be someone that you'll never understand Living like a gypsy now Mother I'm living like a gypsy now Can't you see the sacrifice on my brow Mother I'm living like a Gypsy now Glide through the night and watch the cloud turn light Another eight hours in this tedious plight Another foreign city in another foreign land Another breakdown for this wavering van Tensions run high and my eyes turn red Everyone's sick and there's a throb in my head No one gets sleep till we make it back home Insomnia hits and never lets go
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