Alex Betschen Machine - Runnin' Down the Voodoo Lyrics

I was scapin' for the exit
An' she was hangin' on the door
Destined for the pavement
But I could not find the floor

I was runnin' down the voodoo
Droppin' in on the grapevine
Gypsy soul has got me
Till the day I die

She was diggin' for a way in
I was diggin' her as well
Lessons to the wicked
She said, "Get out an' go to hell boy"

Runnin' down the voodoo
I was droppin' in on the grapevine
When this gypsy soul has got me
Till the day I die

I was the wicked man
All bruise an' stain
Nothin' from nothin' baby
Mus' be somethin' in the grain

Ossified, splifficated

I was the wicked man
All bruise an' stain
Nothin' from nothin' baby
Mus' be somethin' in the grain