In the cities of the, Western world
A sick sick wind was blowin on in
by the harbour side neath the soft moonlight
stepped forth a gypsy king
his army of clowns rolled up into town
fire breathing and screamin and howlin like fools and jumping around
they said come and swing with this circus of sins
and let the party begin!
Take a chance. Roll the dice.
Don't think twice! Don't think twice!
You can build up your castles and gather your gold
but remember the grave will swallow you whole
so come take my hand and together we will go
escape to gypsy road!
this world can be yours to walk upon
the clock tickin to unlock the stringing on pandoras box
there'll be nowhere to hide from those demons inside
when hell breaks loose tonight
The crystal ball, sees it all
The empires rise and empires fall
but through out history, there were troubadours
the ones with nothing, who had it all!

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