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I looked out my window,
The crowd was grimly forming,
Waiting for the rain I saw the one dark cloud forming,
The soldiers paid no heed,
I could hear their hollow laughter
down the hill in pairs and threes
The Red Cross girls came after.
Gypsies, drunk and roaring
With their ribbon sabers flying,
In it's tangled jungle mess,
A bat was softly crying,
The beggars came to find,
that there was nobody buying.
I looked out my window,
The crowd was grimly forming,
Waiting for the rain I saw the dark clouds forming,
The soldiers paid no heed,
I could hear their hollow laughter
And waiting for the rain,
I saw the gypsies marching after.
The crowd was grimly forming,
Waiting for the rain I saw the one dark cloud forming,
The soldiers paid no heed,
I could hear their hollow laughter
down the hill in pairs and threes
The Red Cross girls came after.
Gypsies, drunk and roaring
With their ribbon sabers flying,
In it's tangled jungle mess,
A bat was softly crying,
The beggars came to find,
that there was nobody buying.
I looked out my window,
The crowd was grimly forming,
Waiting for the rain I saw the dark clouds forming,
The soldiers paid no heed,
I could hear their hollow laughter
And waiting for the rain,
I saw the gypsies marching after.
Lyrics submitted by joelm
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What a song. Eternal poetry. Truth, dissent, and melody all at once.