Forget the middle
Being what's played
Gypsies have babies
Just the same
You know my name
You just do
That don't mean
I told it to you
Into my life, water came
With it regret and shame
Down to the banks
Frozen and strained
Flushed-faced, cold-handed
Hopped up on cocaine
For many reasons
I left my home
Most of the reasons
I still don't know
I meet my friends
In the places I stay
That don't mean
I don't know my own way
Into my life, water came
With it regret and shame
Down to the banks was the refrain
Flushed-faced, cold-handed
Hopped up on cocaine