Well I've been reading some texts in my dreams They went for pages And I've been watching the wolves They broke out of cages And how fallowing dirty old useless clown Gadjo gets lost in a gypsy part of town... So be I gagged or bound, lobotomized, sedated My foundations are too deep to penetrate it And let your girl scouts lip-synch about the freedom
Just the way you like them, but you'll see them Soon enough they all turn around Soon enough you'll see them in a gypsy part of town... I kept on reading the texts, they went for pages I looked at the guards, they were burning stages I smiled at the world, there will be some changes I winked at the wolves and they broke out of cages Lets go... Kuravla