Song | Voodoo Shop Hop |
Artist | Nekromantix |
Album | Life Is A Grave & I Dig It |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gaarde, Martinez, Russel | |
I had a mission I had a goal | |
Wanted to get rid of this foul betraying soul | |
Someone suggested to try a voodoo doll | |
But that ain't something you go get a the mall | |
No, I had to go for the real deal | |
Something beyond crystal balls and coffee beans | |
I had to find a person with the right skill | |
I took the weekend off and went to New Orleans | |
I arrived I shopped around | |
Ate too much Gumbo till I finally found | |
This scary little shop, creepy as hell | |
A voodoo-woman gnarly as fuck | |
Sold me the spell | |
She told me to use it on a certain date | |
I was distracted by her dog lucy biting my jeans | |
The magic would backfire if I didn't wait | |
And I was on my way out of New Orleans | |
Graveyard dirt and a rusty nail | |
Chicken feet and virgin blood | |
Take the grease from a snail mix with Transylvanian mud | |
Now spice it up with Spanish flies | |
To make sure he suffers | |
Before he dies | |
Add curse water by druids at Stonehenge | |
And I guarantee u sweet revenge |
zuo qu : Gaarde, Martinez, Russel | |
I had a mission I had a goal | |
Wanted to get rid of this foul betraying soul | |
Someone suggested to try a voodoo doll | |
But that ain' t something you go get a the mall | |
No, I had to go for the real deal | |
Something beyond crystal balls and coffee beans | |
I had to find a person with the right skill | |
I took the weekend off and went to New Orleans | |
I arrived I shopped around | |
Ate too much Gumbo till I finally found | |
This scary little shop, creepy as hell | |
A voodoowoman gnarly as fuck | |
Sold me the spell | |
She told me to use it on a certain date | |
I was distracted by her dog lucy biting my jeans | |
The magic would backfire if I didn' t wait | |
And I was on my way out of New Orleans | |
Graveyard dirt and a rusty nail | |
Chicken feet and virgin blood | |
Take the grease from a snail mix with Transylvanian mud | |
Now spice it up with Spanish flies | |
To make sure he suffers | |
Before he dies | |
Add curse water by druids at Stonehenge | |
And I guarantee u sweet revenge |
zuò qǔ : Gaarde, Martinez, Russel | |
I had a mission I had a goal | |
Wanted to get rid of this foul betraying soul | |
Someone suggested to try a voodoo doll | |
But that ain' t something you go get a the mall | |
No, I had to go for the real deal | |
Something beyond crystal balls and coffee beans | |
I had to find a person with the right skill | |
I took the weekend off and went to New Orleans | |
I arrived I shopped around | |
Ate too much Gumbo till I finally found | |
This scary little shop, creepy as hell | |
A voodoowoman gnarly as fuck | |
Sold me the spell | |
She told me to use it on a certain date | |
I was distracted by her dog lucy biting my jeans | |
The magic would backfire if I didn' t wait | |
And I was on my way out of New Orleans | |
Graveyard dirt and a rusty nail | |
Chicken feet and virgin blood | |
Take the grease from a snail mix with Transylvanian mud | |
Now spice it up with Spanish flies | |
To make sure he suffers | |
Before he dies | |
Add curse water by druids at Stonehenge | |
And I guarantee u sweet revenge |