Gypsy Rose Songtext
von Jackie Greene

She tells me I? m the poster-boy for American sadness
And the madness is in the mirror that? s a-hangin? on your wall
Cause? if it all ends tomorrow, then the sorrow that you sing about
Will mean a whole lot of nothing when there? s no one left at all


She likes to talk religion with nearly every one she meets,
She? discrete as a lover, but she wears outrageous clothes
And she complains about the weather when there? s nothing left to complain about
She says her name is Heather, but I do believe it? s Rose

Gypsy Rose, where you going to?
You should know, that i could follow you
All my life, ain? t what it seems to be
Gypsy Rose, Part of you is part of me

She can speak in tounges of ancient times, piece of riddle