Look at my horse ir novecojis.
Here he is the electro gypsy
In his caravan
It's the future man
See him play a tune upon his Yamaha
A guitar won't do
They are to old skool
Watch him going door to door
Selling Pegs and lucky heather
Dropping fine electric beats
Wearing trousers made of leather
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Here he is the electro gypsy
He stands motionless
While he drops a melody
Plays future music long into the night
Till his fingers bleed
Well that's alright
Watch him going door to door
Selling Pegs and lucky heather
Dropping fine electric beats
Wearing trousers made of leather
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Yamaha
Yamaha
Yamaha
Yamaha
There he goes the Electro Gypsy
Everywhere he goes
He needs to take a generator
Power is not
What he craves my friend
It's just the means to
His electro end
Here he is the electro gypsy
In his caravan
It's the future man
See him play a tune upon his Yamaha
A guitar won't do
They are to old skool
Watch him going door to door
Selling bags of lucky heather
Dropping fine electric beats
Wearing trousers made of leather
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Here he is the electro gypsy
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
Here he is the electro gypsy
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio
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