Lyrics:
Piano Gypsy

's always night Well it's always night Yeah I'll go to Rome Rooftop slums Dead beneath pipes and gypsy drums Shade of my cash and drop my class Rent out a piano

big trouble I thought I had a true love a love that'll never end Heaven only knows how much I miss her Gypsy woman say she's comin' home again [ piano

victims learn to giggle, for at least they are not bored And my shoulders had to shrug As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano The hostess

west, now Lord, I'm goin' to the gypsy, now To have my baby's fortune told, now I swear I'm goin' to the gypsy Lord, to have my baby's fortune told

There hasn't been a change in the atmosphere Pull the tap Just a tad (Gypsy Haircut) There's no Atmosphere (A bear skin rug, The tambourines) Dig a tunnel through the mountain (Black Piano

-da Left of the string section we have, Terry Adams on cello' Nancy Ellis, on Violo Tom Halpin, on Violin (instrumental with trumpet, sax & piano solos) And we have, Jeff Labes, on piano

-da Left of the string section we have, Terry Adams on cello' Nancy Ellis, on Violo Tom Halpin, on Violin (instrumental with trumpet, sax & piano solos) And we have, Jeff Labes, on piano

his trumpet. Bandsmen hammer at the cafe for the gypsy's drawbridge bottle. Choir boys pull on the zig-zag Of the monkey's dream piano. Fish eat

da-da Left of the string section we have, Terry Adams on cello' Nancy Ellis, on Violo Tom Halpin, on Violin (instrumental with trumpet, sax & piano solos) And we have, Jeff Labes, on piano