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Read it in the papers, 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

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Some kind of Voodoo
Come across this land
Some kind of Hoodoo
We need a medicine man

Everybody's lookin' at the sky
Can't believe the cover ups and lies
They been tellin' us since birth
Pissin' off old Mother Earth
My gones are by-gones prophesized

Come on

Some kind of Voodoo
Come across this land
Some kind of Hoodoo
We need a medicine man

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Wonder should I go or should I stay
What we got ain't working any way
I did my best, God knows I've tried
I feel like I've been crusified
Why did you, why did you,
Why did you take it all away

Voodoo, Voodoo, Medicine Man...