Voodoo Medicine Man
( Tyler / Whitford )
Sired by a Shaman... I was left as a child
Dragged from the craddle I was weaned in the wild
Running with the wolfpack
Flesh torn to shred no compensation
I was left there... for dead
Read it in the paper it ain't fair
You know who today don't seem to care
Livin' lovin' gettin' loose
Masturbatin' with a noose
Now someone's kickin' out the chair
Ye gi gi git goa...
Some kinda voodoo
A come across this land
Some kinda voodoo
We need a medicine man
Everybody's lookin' at the sky
They don't believe the cover-ups and lies
Yeah... they been tellin' us since birth
Pissin' off old Mother Earth
My gones are by-gones prophesized
Come on
Some kinda voodoo
A come across this land
Some kinda hoodoo
We need a medicine man... ooooohhh
Uh... a get ready
Ooooohhhh...
(Some great Tyler sounds... gi gi gi gi goa)
Hu hu... eah yeah yeah yeah
Oh oh oh no... no no no no no...
Oh oh oh oooohhhhh
Wonder should I go or should I stay... ffffffff
'Cause what we got ain't working anyway
I did my best God knows I tried
I feel like I've been crucified
Why did you... why did you
Why did you take it all away... uuuhh...
Gi gi goa... gi gi goa
Voodoo voodoo medicine man
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