Here he is the electro gypsy
In his caravan
It's the future man
See him play a tune upon his Yamaha
A guitar won't do
They are too old-school

[Pre-chorus: Sarah Darling]
Watch him going door to door
Selling pegs and lucky heather
Dropping fine electric beats
Wearing trousers made of leather

Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio

Here he is the electro gypsy
He stands motionless while he drops a melody
Plays future music long into the night
Till his fingers bleed
Well, that's all right

[Pre-chorus: Sarah Darling]
Watch him going door to door
Selling pegs and lucky heather
Dropping fine electric beats
Wearing trousers made of leather
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio

Yamaha, Yamaha
Yamaha, Yamaha

There he goes the electro gypsy
Everywhere he goes he needs to take a generator
Power is not what he craves, my friend
It's just the means to his electro end

Here he is the electro gypsy
In his caravan
It's the future man
See him play a tune upon his Yamaha
A guitar won't do
They are too old-school

[Pre-chorus: Sarah Darling]
Watch him going door to door
Selling pegs and lucky heather
Dropping fine electric beats
Wearing trousers made of leather
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio

Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio

Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio

Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio

Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Yama Yamaha
Moog and a Casio