Outside I seem pricey-
A simple girl inside-
Perhaps rather laid back,
Maybe even a little preppy.

I dance to my own drummer,
Can you hear him playing,
The beating and tapping-
Notes pulsing to and fro,
Twisting and turning the body,
Lunar melodies calling out?

So what if I'm a hippie?
So what if I'm a for love & peace?
What do you think a true punk believes?

Anarchy-
The step taken in order to shake the wrong,
Revolution-
The step taken in order to set the wrongs right,
Peace-
The step taken in order to have the right remain,
Love-
The final step in order to enjoy happiness.

I dance to my own drummer-
He alone guides me through the song,
He alone tells me how to walk the fine lines of this world,
He alone knows how to play a song.
I alone know how to dance,
I alone know how to keep this world spinning on her axis,
I am his gypsy.