Sublime – Under My Voodoo

be it your beam is so most to love
you can censor your adore a true
it’s a leisure game
you can see it each day,
’cause your leisure ain’t free

come on down, i know how
i’m gonna make we so feared.

don’t we know it ain’t no thing before
so don’t take some-more than we need
it’s somethin’ that i’ll do later,
now it’s over
it’s not my fault

under my voodoo

it’s underneath my voodoo

pray that i leave we high and dry
pray we can make me cry

if your faded, put it in my prayers
i damn my feeling, i hurl on
i tell we a truth

it aint no thing
if we wanna get genuine dry.. one thing though

gonna kill for it, more, more, it’s not my fault, it’s got me,

and i’m gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

under my voodoo

under my voodoo

it’s underneath my voodoo

lord, hey, voodoo
lord, hey, voodoo
what’cho wanna wanna wanna do