Take the cup from the the voodoo priest, alas the medicin is unswallowable. The effect gets more and more intensive motley colours as at KiKa*. Do you have a termperature? You'll never work out what was in your drink. Mood is dark. Primitive drums and jingle. People come with stilts and top hats. A little date with the ghosts, do you want to broaden your mind? You dance around the fire twisting like a beatnik with energy kick. Oh your perception shifts. Do you know the charm of the Caribbean? Oh your perception is foggy, you spin around and you don' understand what has happened.
Voodo, voodo ak-ana-ma voodoo (x8)
Come and try these fruits of rage. You become pale but feel newborn. Ah do you hear the sound of magic,
You fall and float to the land of fantasy. The drums in the jungle control you, blurred images work as nerve poison. You enjoy the walk over burning coals. Nice skeletons seem to be vital if the come for you. The spiral turns, it has got you under a spell and escaping is impossible. There is the bush doctor, what is the good man going to do with the dolls. With madness in his view he comes and stabs, the pain in your leg doesn't stop bothering you. You move you body fully automated, nothing stops you when you are once gathered momentum.
Voodo, voodo ak-ana-ma voodoo (x8)
Step inside, you are welcome. Float away. A swallow from the flask? From the shiny juice with the fiery power which will arouse your dreams tonight. Follow the Liliputian to the village, don't be afraid, they are all there.
Be prepared but don't wait too long because the devil is asking for a dance. Get into the play with the cobra or does it seem not kosher to you? What are these bones doing in that pot? It is madness that brings the things in your mind. Enjoy the flap of the bat. The hallucinations are going to stop later on. Relax. Abracadabra. Welcome in the nirvana...
Voodo, voodo ak-ana-ma voodoo (x8)