| When the heat stops you sleeping at night
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| And the dead leaves rustle around
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| And the calmness keeps you awake
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| And you pace around the room
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| That’s the zombie in you manifesting itself
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| And you cry out loud and nobody can help
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| And it’s a one way sign to the gates of hell
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| And there’s no way back
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| No, there’s no way back
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| Ain’t no wonder you can’t sleep at night
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| You just heard the voodoo call
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| So you pace around, do the zombie crawl
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| And you shuffle around in the prison cell
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| Doing the voodoo walk, dancing with yourself
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| And you just can’t blame
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| The zombie inside of you
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| Or the voodoo curse hanging over you
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| Or the zombie walk, like an old soft shoe
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| Where the voodoo man’s talking inside of you
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| Doing the voodoo walk, voodoo walk
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| Ain’t no evil spirits round here
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| Or zombie people or demons with pointy ears
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| Ain’t no spooks waiting to appear
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| Doing the voodoo walk
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| Talking the voodoo talk
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| Or the voodoo howl
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| Doing the voodoo walk, voodoo walk
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| Voodoo walk, voodoo walk
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| Doing the voodoo walk, voodoo walk
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| And the days are like living in hell
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| You’re not well but you just did it to yourself
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| You know the look
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| You can tell by that haunted stare
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| You’re never quite here
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| You’re never quite really there
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| And the cemetery’s empty
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| 'Cos the zombies are everywhere
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| Doing the voodoo walk
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| Talking the voodoo talk
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| Or the voodoo howl
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| Doing the voodoo walk
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| Doing the voodoo walk
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| Talking the voodoo talk
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| Or the voodoo growl
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| Doing the voodoo walk |