Luyện nghe bài hát Southwest Voodoo

Holy shit, on my cock, ah!
Voodoo, from my magic

Burn your shirt, ba
Southwest in the haugh
Wicked voodoo, doped up
Magic, magic, yo

Met kid named Louie Lou
He thought he could fuck with this
So I turned his head into a lima
And flicked it off his shoulders, ping

From House to Shangra La
Pharohs, kumpa-ta
Follow me and us as we pray
To the seventeen moons of Delray

Walked in the chantin' spells
bamboo bitches and voodoo bells
Got my own food, who some?
I got possum and raccoon tongue

A non-believer once started to
So I a fireball up his punk-ass
Then everybody him squeal
"This voodoo shit's for real!", it just

A from a newt, a wing from a bat
A from a snake, a tail from a rat
A neck from a chicken, an eye from a
And a little bitty-little drip of faygo

Burn shirt, Shooga-booga ba
Southwest Voodoo's in the
Wicked voodoo, doped up
Magic, magic, yo

Burn your shirt, ba
Voodoo's in the haugh
Wicked voodoo, doped up
Magic, magic, yo

out fauna on a windy night
Ya see voodoo scribblins in the
Painted all on the city
It's the ancient of gang-bangin'

Hey! J! What's in the
A shrunken head and shrivled sac!
Why? Ya think fake?
to the graveyard, I'll make the dead wake

Raise, raise, ba
no longer, raise, quick!
Raise, raise, ba,
"Leave us alone, you punk bitch!"

Well, fuck it, I that good yet
But one day you can bet I'm a freak!
We'll the whole world dance with the dead
And just my homey said, it only takes

A head from a newt, a wing a bat
A tongue from a snake, a tail a rat
A neck a chicken, an eye from a crow
And a little itty-bitty drip of faygo!

Burn shirt, Shooga-booga ba
Southwest Voodoo's in the
Wicked voodoo, up killa
Magic, magic, yo

your shirt, Shooga-booga ba
Southwest Voodoo's in the
voodoo, doped up killa
Magic, magic, yo

Voodoo, runnin' from my
Voodoo, runnin' my magic
Voodoo, from my magic
I'll make a voodoo of ya and fling ya nuts!

A head a newt, a wing from a bat
A tongue from a snake, a from a rat
A from a chicken, an eye from a crow
And a little itty-bitty drip

A head a newt, a wing from a bat
A tongue from a snake, a tail a rat
A neck a chicken, an eye from a crow
And a little itty-bitty little drip of

your shirt, Shooga-booga ba
Southwest in the haugh
Wicked voodoo, up killa
Magic, magic, yo

your shirt, Shooga-booga ba
Southwest in the haugh
Wicked voodoo, up killa
Magic, magic, yo

And now, the flying Fritz
Ooo
Ahh
Ohh
Uh! Ah! Ahh!