Put on your muddy boots Baby, down on Main Street Where the assassin shoots Ya, in a rock and roll beat Where Gypsy dancers dance And roll the night away Where cowboy figures ride Ya, just to fade away
They say they're listening But they aint even trying They're the blood that's glistening Glistening down on the vine Beneath the Floodline Beneath the Floodline
Little girl you're oh so cruel I know a Gypsy says it's true I got more money than your daddy's got And I just want to make love to you We need a night, baby Out past the dead end signs Down past the little creek Out where the river winds Beneath the Floodline Beneath the Floodline
