Mother don't fret I won't fall on my face
  Mother don't fret I won't be a disgrace
  Don't wanna hear the critics tell me to stop
  Obliterate incinerate until I'm on the top
  Obstacles mount gotta make it through the snow
  A 9 to 5 job is nothing that I know
  See the world through the eyes of a traveled young man
  I gotta be someone that you'll never understand
    Living like a gypsy now
  Mother I'm living like a gypsy now
  Can't you see the sacrifice on my brow
  Mother I'm living like a Gypsy now
    Glide through the night and watch the cloud turn light
  Another eight hours in this tedious plight
  Another foreign city in another foreign land
  Another breakdown for this wavering van
  Tensions run high and my eyes turn red
  Everyone's sick and there's a throb in my head
  No one gets sleep till we make it back home
  Insomnia hits and never lets go