(vocal ad lib)Voodoo, runnin’ from my magic.(chorus:)Ray kay shay, shooga-booga ba, southwest voodoo’s in the haugh!Wicked voodoo doped up killa!Magic, dark magic, yo.(end chorus)Met this kid named louie lou,He thought he could fuck with this voodoo.So I turned his head into a lima bean,And then flicked it off his shouldersééping!From mookan house to shangra la,Egyptian pharohs, kumpa-ta.Follow me, and join us as we pray,To the seventeen moons of kunga delray.Walked in the luchroom chantin’ spells,With bamboo bitches and voodoo bells,Got my own food, who wants some? I got possum nipples and raccoon tongue.A non-believer once started to laugh,So I launched a fireball up his punk-ass!Then everybody heard him squeal,This voodoo shit’s for real!It just takes:(pre-chorus:)A head from a newt, a wing from a bat,A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat,A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow,And a little itty-bitty itty drip of faygo!(end pre-chorus)(chorus)(chorus)Gripped out fauna on a windy night,Ya see voodoo scribblins in the moonlight,Painted all on the city street,It’s the ancient craft of gang-bangin’!Hey! j! what’s in the bag? A shrunken head, and shrivled scrotum sac!Why? ya think voodoo’s fake? Come to the graveyard, I’ll make the dead wake.Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba.Sleep no longer, raise, quick!Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba,Leave us alone, you fuckin’ punk bitch!Well, fuck it, I ain’t that done yet,But one day you can bet I’m a freak! (w/echo)We’ll make the whole world dance with the dead,And just like my homey said, it only takes,(pre-chorus)(chorus)(chorus)Voodoo, runnin’ from my magic,Voodoo, runnin’ from my magic,Voodoo, runnin’ from my magic,I’ll make a voodoo doll of ya, and flick ya nuts!(pre-chorus)(pre-chorus)(chorus)(chorus)(w/vocal as lib)And now, the flying fritz brothersééOooooooééAhhhhhhééOhhhhhhééUh!ah!ahhhhhhh!!!!!!Splat.
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