Counting Crows - Caravan - Текст песни

And the caravan is on its way 
I can hear the merry gypsies play 
Mama, Mama, oh will you never run away? 
She laughs playing with her radio 
La la la la la la la 
La la la la la la la 
And the caravan has all my friends 
And they will stay with me until the end 
Gypsies robbing sleep in the road 
Tell me everything I need to know 
La la la la la la la 
La la la la la la la 
Turn up your radio 
Let me hear your song 
Switch on your electric light 
So we can get down to what is really wrong 
Because I long just to hold you tight 
So that I can feel you 
Sweet lady, oh Mother Night 
I shall revere you 
Turn it up 
Turn it up 
Little bit higher radio 
Turn it up