Tramps and Freaks

[choral lyric and translation: Musica tu eres un amante cruel. Music you are a cruel lover]

Gather 'round the campsite people and i will sing a song for you
that all good tramps and freaks sing at midnight when
the others are fast asleep.

We are the ones that others consume
Oh mistress music be my true love
and as long as you are paying
we are the ones that don't stop playing now...

And we sing: Hiddy hiddy ho
strike up the instruments a song of sorrow

the night surrounds us like a glove
could you be more cruel my own true love
Music is our own true love
music is our own true love...