Gypsy Life
I'm waiting around with nothing to do, but life to pass me by
And I can't seem to waste anymore time
Sitting around letting the spliff smoke go to my head
I should get up, but I'm still laying in my bed
I've got a few clothes and a couple PBRs
Every morning is new, when you're waking in your car
I've got dirt in my hair, and there's sand on the floor
I couldn't tell you where I was before
Don't know where I'm going, or where I've been
All I know is that it's been down the path of sin
I can't tell you where I'm currently at
All I know is that this fuckin' train is coming off the tracks
The country was where, I was born and raised
The city is what will bring me, down to my grave
Sounds of frogs and crickets, I will always praise
But the endless sirens and traffic, could never save
The car has broke down, all the people are gone
And I'm stuck here cold, writing this fuckin' song
Not too much to see, nowhere to belong
Through all the silence, my mind presses on
Don't know where I'm going, or where I've been
All I know is that it's been down the path of sin
I can't tell you where I'm currently at
All I know is that this fuckin' train is coming off the tracks
Don't know where I'm going, or where I've been
All I know is that it's been down the path of sin
I can't tell you where I'm currently at
All I know is that this fuckin' train is coming off the tracks
Don't know where I'm going, or where I've been
All I know is that it's been down the path of sin
I can't tell you where I'm currently at
All I know this train is off the tracks
And I can't seem to waste anymore time
Sitting around letting the spliff smoke go to my head
I should get up, but I'm still laying in my bed
I've got a few clothes and a couple PBRs
Every morning is new, when you're waking in your car
I've got dirt in my hair, and there's sand on the floor
I couldn't tell you where I was before
Don't know where I'm going, or where I've been
All I know is that it's been down the path of sin
I can't tell you where I'm currently at
All I know is that this fuckin' train is coming off the tracks
The country was where, I was born and raised
The city is what will bring me, down to my grave
Sounds of frogs and crickets, I will always praise
But the endless sirens and traffic, could never save
The car has broke down, all the people are gone
And I'm stuck here cold, writing this fuckin' song
Not too much to see, nowhere to belong
Through all the silence, my mind presses on
Don't know where I'm going, or where I've been
All I know is that it's been down the path of sin
I can't tell you where I'm currently at
All I know is that this fuckin' train is coming off the tracks
Don't know where I'm going, or where I've been
All I know is that it's been down the path of sin
I can't tell you where I'm currently at
All I know is that this fuckin' train is coming off the tracks
Don't know where I'm going, or where I've been
All I know is that it's been down the path of sin
I can't tell you where I'm currently at
All I know this train is off the tracks
Credits
Writer(s): Andy Richardson
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