I was left as a child
dragged from the cradle, I was weaned in the wild
ran with the wolfpack, flesh torn to shreds
in the compensations, 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
some kind of voodoo
come across this land
some kind of voodoo
voodoo medicine man
everybody s lookin at the sky
don t believe the coverups and lies
they been tellin us since birth
pissin off old Mother Earth
my gones are bygones prophesied
get ready
wonder should I go or should I stay
cause what we got ain t workin anyway
I did my best, God knows I tried
I feel like I been crucified
why did you take it all away
voodoo, voodoo, medicine man [repeat]

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