Voodoo

I wanna cancel this political entertainment
There is nothing in this nonsense that is potent
Without value, just bleeding gibberish
Cause I’ve been watching a live stream
I’ve been watching a power game
Where the players own everything but shame

And what can I do
I don’t know voodoo
What can I do
What can I do

I wanna ask you one critical question
Why are we letting mad men run in this direction
And I am saying that it’s obvious
We should be speaking a little louder
We should be glowing, should be exploding
Like a stack of dynamite in their ugly face

And what would I do
If I knew voodoo
What would I do
What would I do

First I’d put a needle in the ugly face
We’d realise we’d realise we’d realise behind is only empty space
If I put a needle in their beady eyes
They’d choke upon they’d choke upon they’d choke upon their own shitty lies

But what can I do
I don’t know voodoo
What can I do
What can I do