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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 soon

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