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Δευτέρα 8 Αυγούστου 2011

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Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand


Yeah


Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise a little sand


Yeah


cause Im a voodoo child
Lord knows Im a voodoo child baby
I want to say one more last thing
I didnt mean to take up all your sweet time
Ill give it right back to ya one of these days


Hahaha


I said I didnt mean to take up all your sweet time
Ill give it right back one of these days


Oh yeah


If I dont meet you no more in this world then uh
Ill meet ya on the next one
And dont be late
Dont be late


cause Im a voodoo child voodoo child
Lord knows Im a voodoo child


Hey hey hey


Im a voodoo child baby
I dont take no for an answer


Question no
Yeah




this was requested so here it is
What is this that stands before me?
Figure in black which points at me
Turn around quick, and start to run
Find out I'm the chosen one
Oh nooo!
Big black shape with eyes of fire
Telling people their desire
Satan's sitting there, he's smiling
Watches those flames get higher and higher
Oh no, no, please God help me!
Is it the end, my friend?
Satan's coming 'round the bend
People running 'cause they're scared
The people better go and beware!
No, no, please, no!





The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
When silence drowns the screams.


Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
And laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.


Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.


Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
And laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.





I believe in miracles
I don't believe in sin
I believe in wizardry
I don't believe in trends
White magic / Black magic
Which am I to choose?
I believe that is up to me
I don't believe in you


I believe in fairy tales
I don't believe in lies
I believe in innocence
I don't believe your eyes
White magic / Black magic
What am I to do?
Charms and curses screaming from me
Each one's aimed at you


I believe in second chances
I don't believe in firsts
I believe that it's getting harder
I don't believe in worse
White magic / Black magic
Both become my tools
Pressure rising, perish now
You optimistic fool




'm a vooodoo chile
Lord I'm a voodoo chile
Yeah
I'm not sayin'
The night I was born
Lord, the moon turned a fire red
I said the night I was born
The moon turned a fire red
My poor mother cried
She said 'the gypsy was right'
And I she fell right dead
Right on the floor there
Hey
And I said fly on
Fly on because I'm a voodoo chile, baby
Voodoo chile


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