Voodoo Juju

The night had started off badly When the taxi didn't come So they stole some keys off her daddy And jumped in the Volkswagon The car was running on empty And they had to stop to fill He didn't have any money So she had to pay the bill At the party the crowd all seemed crazy With a wild stare in their eyes She was feeling uneasy But he was hypnotized We're in your city We're in your home We got the voodoo juju And we've got trombones At twelve, she started leaving She said "I've got to get out of here" She said "I have to get to work in the morning" He just shrugged and reached for a beer At two, the drums were still banging And the bass had hit the floor A trombone was heading towards him And that's the last thing that he saw... We're in your city We're in your home We got the voodoo juju And we've got trombones We'll conquer your body We'll annexe your soul Transmitting our voodoo juju Through our trombones He woke on top of a mattress At the local council tip His legs, they wouldn't stop wiggling Because the juju had gone to his hips