You've got a voodoo mind.
You let the darkness unwind.
You tie your thoughts, onto a chair in the middle of the room and light your world on fire, with your on hands.

You've got a voodoo heart, you let it fall, you play the part. Let me sing the record straight, we're on time, you're too late; and we're already gone.
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Materialistic minds, drive me ballistic so, I'll put on my lipstick and pretend tonight will never end. Imperialistic light, shines from the mystic so, put on you lipstick and pretend tonight will never end.

I've got a voodoo mind, I let the darkness unwind, I'll tie your heart onto a chair in the middle of the room and light your world on fire. With my own hands, I've got your voodoo fire, let's burn alive in your desire, let me sing the record straight, we're on time and you're too late; and we're already gone

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