The Gypsy

I fell in a stream, neck deep in needles

A slow motion sunlit scene, I woke in a world

With two kinds of people, the more and the less extreme

Was it some kind of dream or is it real?

Then I awoke to ten white policemen

Who held me until I choked

They brought me in like McCarthy and Nixon

That isn't all she wrote, log on to a suicide note

But I can't get nothin' that can be bought

So, I'll just live with what I got, I'm the gypsy

And I'll never be anyone's president, so I'll just live

'Til my time's spent, I'm the gypsy, I'm the gypsy

Little Susie Baker went to meet her maker

For a ten pound note, a glass and a sucker

Is all that it got her, guess she got his goat

And the Camptown ladies say, "You have a nice day

Just be along your way, get out"

Yeah, I can't get nothin' that can be bought

So, I'll just live with what I got, Lord, forgive me

And I'll never be anyone's president, so I'll just live

'Til my time's spent, I'm the gypsy, I'm the gypsy

I fell in a stream of lilac and razors

What do you think that means? Another day

Another stomach aches for some other way

But for now, I'll just live today, oh yeah

But I can't get nothin' that can be bought, so I'll just

Live with what I got, I'm the gypsy, I'm the gypsy