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Texty: Sham 69. Chasing The Moon.

I've got a car outside with no m.o.t.
And I ain't got the money for a holiday
I go down to the dole but I'm not a computer
And they've only got a job that they think will suit ya

Well I'm not giving up this time of day
You can point the finger but I know the way
I'm a gypsy chasing the moon
Moving all the time it could be soon

If the spirits call you've got to follow
Even if you have to beg or borrow
I'm gonna sell that car and learn to walk
I'm gonna find my friend and have a talk

Cos I'm not giving up this time of day
You can point the finger but I know the way
I'm a gypsy chasing the moon
Moving all the time it could be soon

Well how you gonna know when to make your getaway
Well here's one take it and kill that ashtray
Well when the devil just spits in the deep blue sea

I'm not gonna let that happen to me

Cos I'm not giving up this time of day
You can point the finger but I know the way
I'm a gypsy chasing the moon
Moving all the time it could be soon

So they talk about you
But there's someone else killing
The you and me the me and you
And all the fucking animals that are in the zoo

Now I'm not giving up this time of day
You can point the finger but I know the way
I'm a gypsy chasing the moon
Moving all the time it could be soon