Runnin' Down the Voodoo
I was scapin' for the exit
An' she was hangin' on the door
Destined for the pavement
But I could not find the floor
I was runnin' down the voodoo
Droppin' in on the grapevine
Gypsy soul has got me
Till the day I die
She was diggin' for a way in
I was diggin' her as well
Lessons to the wicked
She said, "Get out an' go to hell boy"
Runnin' down the voodoo
I was droppin' in on the grapevine
When this gypsy soul has got me
Till the day I die
I was the wicked man
All bruise an' stain
Nothin' from nothin' baby
Mus' be somethin' in the grain
Ossified, splifficated
I was the wicked man
All bruise an' stain
Nothin' from nothin' baby
Mus' be somethin' in the grain
Autor(es): Alex Betschen Machine
