Here's the lyrics for thos who dont know it.
There he is,the electro gypsy,
in his caravan, its the future man,
see him play a tune upon his yamaha,
a guitar won't do, they are too old school.
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 starts motionless while he drops a melody,
Plays future music long into the night,
till his fingers bleed, wow, that's alright.
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,
its just the means to his electro end
There he is,the electro gypsy,
in his caravan, its the future man,
see him play a tune upon his yamaha,
a guitar won't do, they are too old school.
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. (Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha)
Yama Yamaha, Yama Yamaha, Yama Yamaha, Moog and a Casio. (Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha)
Yama Yamaha, Yama Yamaha, Yama Yamaha, Moog and a Casio. (Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha) (There he is the electro gypsy)
Yama Yamaha, Yama Yamaha, Yama Yamaha, Moog and a Casio. (Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha) (Here he is the electro gypsy)