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