Nothing's ever as you want it Love it comes and disappears Hard times and desperate places Living up to smoke and mirrors
All this driving has got me thinking About how small I really am Playing music in some dark room Splitting money with the band
This one goes out to the gypsies This one goes out to the moon This one is for the local heroes And rock and rollers that went too soon
Some girls they call me crazy Some girls they don't wish me well To my face they love and praise me To my back they shoot to kill
So I'm gonna keep on moving I'm gonna sing my songs To whoеver cares to listen To whoеver sings along
This one goes out to the gypsies This one goes out to the moon This one is for the local heroes And rock and rollers that went too soon
This one goes out to the gypsies This one goes out to the moon This one is for the local heroes And rock and rollers that went too soon And rock and rollers that went too soonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
