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Gypsy Town Revisited

by Greta Mob

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I'm goin' down To Gypsy Town To see my Dad again He left his bags Outside the door And he never came back again My mother she was a theif They brought her here in chains And when she was released She stole that bread again My brother he was a gambling man He snorted too much cocaine And his head was firmly in his ass And his nose inside his brain
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Well it was 1995 and I was a young boy, not old or wise. So I took a ride down to the river to catch myself a Murray Cod, I had some Bardi Grubs. And there was nobody else in sight you would have thought I was the only boy alive Then this man came with a gun in his hand he said "Watcha' doin' there boy on my land?" he said "You're tresspassin'" I said "I did not know that you owned this land, I thought it belonged to the Yorta Yorta Clan, the Yorta Yorta people" Well he said "There aint no more of them coons alive, they started killing them back in 1835, they started killing then" Then e said "You have no right to be here boy, get off my land before I put a slug in your ass" So I ran real fast. And I grabbed my Rod and I rode away and i thought to myself "This is strange, how can he own this land? He's just a farmer man, but this is Sacred land? Sacred land! When I rode back into town that night I could not sleep I was in fright And when finally I got to sleep a tribal elder came to me in my dream He said "How ya been?" Then the farmer he appeared again with a twin barreled shotgun in his hands And he pointed that gun to the elders head and he said: "You niggers are better off dead!" Then he told the elder to turn around and he pulled the trigger, he shot him down! He shot him down! Well the truth be known that we dont own this land, it belongs to the Yorta Yorta clan Lets give it back to them! But the whiteman's never going to give it back cause he knows that its worth too much cash And Its in the bank. Meanwhile the river is dying and the government has not even tried, To fix the evil. That Major Mitchell! Brought to this Land.
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WE SUMMON THE CLOWNS TO GYPSY TOWN
by Spencer P Jones & Greta Mob

Our Mother she was a thief
They brought her here in chains
And when she was released
She stole that bread again

And here we have this motley mob
of vengeful punks aloud

Who toured the land with the Beast who's Bourbon
Molded and shaped our sound

From this Beast Mr Jones did fly
To join this mob who's thunder...
Shattered the walls,
Kicked down the doors
And left the philistines to wonder:

Where on earth is this Gypsy Town?
To which this mob calls home?
Alas! Said the mob
'The map exists in the the song!'
And it's best heard out on the road.

credits

released March 28, 2014

Written by Rhyece O'Neill
Recorded at Megaphon Studios
Produced and mixed by Rhyece O'Neill and Shane Fahey
Mastered by Tony 'Jack the Bear' Mantz
Featuring Spencer P Jones

Live tracks Written by Rhyece O'Neill
Recorded at FBi Social by Burnie Malletin
Produced and mixed by Rhyece O'Neill and Shane Fahey
Mastered by Steve Wilson

Artwork by Dead Galaxy www.facebook.com/deadgalaxyart

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