W.A.S.P The Gypsy Meets The Boy
Jonathan: The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen And she beckoned me, to glimpse my future she'd seen Gypsy to Jonathan: She said, do you see what I see?, be careful to choose Be careful what you wish for, cause it may come true When I lay the card down will it turn up the fool? Will it turn up sorrow? If it does then you lose Jonathan to the Gypsy: I'm the lost boy can you help me Yeah, I'm the lost boy can you help me Jonathan: Then the illusion was real, a crimson idol I saw But the higher he'd fly, then the further he'd fall Jonathan to the Gypsy: I'm the lost boy can you help me Yeah, I'm the lost boy can you help me Jonathan to the Gypsy: I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be The crimson Idol of a million I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be The crimson Idol of a million eyes Of a million