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