Read it in the paper, it ain't fair
You know who today don't seem to care
Living, loving getting loose
Masturbating with a noose
Now someone's kicking out the chair
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Some kind of Voodoo
Come across this land
Some kind of Voodoo
We need a medicine man
Everybody's lookin at the sky
Don't believe the cover ups and lies
They've been telling us since birth
Pissing off old Mother Earth
My gones are by-gones prophesized
Come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Wonder should I go or should I stay
Cause what we got ain't working any way
I did my best, God knows I've tried
I feel like I've been crucified
Why did you, why did you
Why did you take it all away
Voodoo, Voodoo, Medicine Man
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