Just because I come from Roma camp on the hill
They put me in a school for mentally ill
Opa, opa-dididdy-da

All their lies about Roma

Just because I do refuse to take your pill

Any road I take leads to the Bastille
Opa, opa-dididdy-da
And all their lies about Roma


You love our music but you hate our guts
know you still want me to ride the back of the bus

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Opportunities for me is a red carpet to hell
But I'm a Roma wunderkind I'm gonna break the


Break the spell (break the spell)
Break the spell (break the spell)

Break the spell (break the spell)
I'm gonna break the spell (break the spell)


Like a pro I pack your dance floor
But you want me to come in and exit through back door
Opa, opa-dididdy-da

All their lies about Roma

You love our music but you hate our guts

And I know you still want me to ride the back of the bus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Opportunities for me is a red carpet to hell

But I'm a Roma wunderkind I'm gonna break the

Break the spell (break the spell)

Break the spell (break the spell)
Break the spell (break the spell)
I'm gonna break the spell (break the spell)


...
Another day heard Diana say "Cuckoo", the little spotty

One thing about them gypsys, we never bored nobody

You love our music but you hate our guts

We know all about you, you know nothing about us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Opportunities for me is a red carpet to hell

But I am Roma wunderkind I'm gonna break the

Break the spell (break the spell)

Break the spell (break the spell)
Break the spell (break the spell)
Break the spell (break the spell)


Break the spell, I'm gonna break the spell, gonna
Break the spell, I'm gonna break the spell

I'm gonna break the spell, You gotta break the spell
I'm gonna break the spell, You gotta break the spell
I'm gonna BREAK the spell

I'm gonna BREAK the spell
I'm gonna BREAK the spell
I'm gonna break the spell

Break the spell
Break the spell
Break the spell