A narrow path runs along the river From the burial ground you might see it Leading to a temple of secrets Where they meet once a week to dance and feast Lula is dancing to the voodoo drums Twisting, turning, all round and round She is ready to receive the loa She is ready for the God, this one is Damballah Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Total emptiness inside As Damballah gets ready for her ride Casting out from Lula's head One of two souls that seems to be dead Traveling deep in a trance Lulas legs are getting weak The loa has seized it's horse Lula is not the one, she is not that's speaking now Lula is not the one, the one that's lying down Drink, drink girl, drink the chicken's blood Drink, drink girl, drink and feed the God If this is all you think they do Oh, you better think again 'Cause there is so much more to voodoo Oh, than meets the eye Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Human hair on waxen dolls, pins through their knees Pins through their little heads and through their bellies Ahh, they're coming to get you, they're coming for you Ahh, they're coming to get you, they're coming for you now Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo
A narrow path runs along the river From the burial ground you might see it Leading to a temple of secrets Where they meet once a week to dance and feast Lula is dancing to the voodoo drums Twisting, turning, all round and round She is ready to receive the loa She is ready for the God, this one is Damballah Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Total emptiness inside As Damballah gets ready for her ride Casting out from Lula's head One of two souls that seems to be dead Traveling deep in a trance Lulas legs are getting weak The loa has seized it's horse Lula is not the one, she is not that's speaking now Lula is not the one, the one that's lying down Drink, drink girl, drink the chicken's blood Drink, drink girl, drink and feed the God If this is all you think they do Oh, you better think again 'Cause there is so much more to voodoo Oh, than meets the eye Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Human hair on waxen dolls, pins through their knees Pins through their little heads and through their bellies Ahh, they're coming to get you, they're coming for you Ahh, they're coming to get you, they're coming for you now Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo Voodoo
