Testo Witch Doctor Guillemots
Witch doctor
Witch doctor, said I was a liar
A welcoming friend with the face of a brother, a barber, butcher
Burn me in the hiding man's faith
You'll never have no idea
How hard i tried
But you stole my soul from me
You stole my soul from me
I'll never find a friend
To play with again
Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again
No, you won't catch that one again man