I'm afraid, for me, just bread and water,
And I'm nervous monetarily.
When the bills come, it will be a shocker.
Now I must live abstemiously.
Eins, zwei, drei, vier,
What they said as I drank bier.

I was a tripsy gypsy, screened for Wien; seen
Fellows spoke a lot wie* mean queen--
I mean the governor from L.A.
A tripsy gypsy, screened for Wien; seen
Fellows spoke a lot wie mean queen,
But in Austria I didn't long stay.

Took a train; didn't go by the water
That both Wien and Budapest flows through.
These days it is safe to drink the water,
But I poured down mostly Magyar brew.
Kettõ, három, négy
(Lingo of Moholy-Nagy.)

I was a tripsy gypsy. In between the
Mellow polka lot and the sea:
Hungary--a few days I did stay.
A tripsy gypsy. In between the
Mellow polka lot and sea, me.
Then I went north where it's Czech that they say.

Post 1989, borders opened,
These aren't Soviet states anymore.
While in Prague, some green absinth I opened,
Sipped it down, and my spirits did soar.
Dva, tri, ctyri
(No haceks on keyboard, sorry.)

I was a tipsy gypsy, leaned and careened,
Pell-mell. Popers. . .hopped to Wien scene,
Whose slow pace sobered me in one day.
A tipsy gypsy, leaned and careened,
Pell-mell. Popers. . .hopped to Wien scene.
Northern Germany, my next getaway.

From the States on to Austria,
From there to Budapest's shore,
From that shore, I went to Prague, then
Wien, Prussia. . .money, no more.

*wie = like.