Gypsies At Home Watching Jerry Falwell On

You Spend Your Life Dreaming, Running 'round In A Trance, You Hang Out Forever And Still Miss The Dance, And If You Get Lucky, You Might Find Someone, To Help You Get Over The Pain That Will Come.

My Mama Was A Rocker Way Back In Fifty-three, Buys Them Old Records That They Sell On Tv.

Every Verse A Diamond, Every Chorus Gold, The Sound Was My Salvation. It Was Only Everything, Before Money Became King.

You Were The One Who Made Things Different, You Were The One Who Took Me In. You Were The One Thing I Could Count On, Above All, You Were My Friend.

You Get Into Your Late Fifties, People Start Falling Like Flies All Around You. I Don't Take Life For Granted Any More. I'm Really Glad To Be Here.