Gypsy Lifestyle

I can't say I'm pleased
With how things have turned out
Working a day job to pay taxes
And never going out
Picking a steady life, over a good one

This is the last decision I make
For my own good
This is the last time I think like an adult
This is the last time I lie about my life
To seem cooler, when I really work 9-5

Feel free to wear that leather jacket and rebel
Against the authority of suburban life
Against the people who organise their garages
And on weekend cheat on their wives
Against the steady loss of individuality
And the spread of prepackaged vacancy
Feel free to rebel against what you can't change

This is the first time I've regretted the gypsy lifestyle
This is the first time I've hated life
This is the first time it's all been dark
And I've thought
"If this doesn't get better I will die"