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I'm not fighting your fucking war
when the bomb squad is knocking upon my door.
Suit yourself up, you're certified.
You're just a bag of bones,
the cost for booty, aye!

Baby step inside my voodoo mind.
You don't have to hide in my voodoo mind.
Pleasure is no crime in my voodoo mind
So baby step inside my voodoo mind.

My voodoo mind!

They're gonna weed out the sensual
until the pleasure's tyrannical.
They're gonna harpoon the sexual
and torpedo our libido!

Baby step inside my voodoo mind.
You don't have to hide in my voodoo mind.
Pleasure is no crime in my voodoo mind,
but we don't have much time, so take your time.

My voodoo mind

Have you read '1984'?
It's prophetic!
Copasetic!
It's pathetic!

Never read it...

I see the thoughts in your wicked mind!
It happens all the time!

They're gonna weed out the sensual
Until our pleasure's tyrannical
They're gonna harpoon the sexual
And torpedo our libido

Estamos a punto

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