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Q: Who do the Voodoo that you do so well
A: The Chief Papa Legba who lives near Hell
Q: Chicken bones, Orisha beads and Irzuli's love
A: The Hungan's fever draws blood from above

The Hand of Doom! Damballah's Tomb
You'll find it all in The Yellow Room

I'm seeking answers in the stars
Cthulhu cracks a smile so wide and far
I'm at the crossroads, where shall I go
And the witch smiles and smiles 'cuz she knows

Tell the witch, tell the witch, to roll some bones
Talk with the dead and make the answers known
Again I'm at the crossroads and someone's waitin' there
And as they all say, "the Devil may care"

Come and show me the way
I heard the old crone say
"I dare you boy to come and ride my little straw-tied broom"
All thing are possible in the Yellow Room

Band of Glory
Hand of Doom
Sanctuary
Gotta get back to my room

Lord make us numb to blind faith
Oh, we are angel and wraith
Well, maybe I'm strapped to the wheel
I signed the pact but then I broke the seal

I've got a Wickerman full of Christians
F*ckin' heartful of burning light
You know I raise Cain, when I'm able
Raise your fists, 'cuz, now it's time to fight

Hell! 1, 2, 3, 4

(Hey you!) Pretty, pretty things! (it's a dead-end road) Yes it is
Where are you from? (where you from?)
I'm a dirty beggar, (it's a dead-end road)
I smell to a saint
Can't you see the taint, that the shadows are to the sun

Band of Glory
Hand of Doom
Sanctuary yeah
Yellow Room

The Witch, she gave me her broom
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Q: Who do the Voodoo that you do so well
A: The Chief Papa Legba who lives near Hell
Q: Chicken bones, Orisha beads and Irzuli's love
A: The Hungan's fever draws blood from above

The Hand of Doom! Damballah's Tomb
You'll find it all in The Yellow Room

I'm seeking answers in the stars
Cthulhu cracks a smile so wide and far
I'm at the crossroads, where shall I go
And the witch smiles and smiles 'cuz she knows

Tell the witch, tell the witch, to roll some bones
Talk with the dead and make the answers known
Again I'm at the crossroads and someone's waitin' there
And as they all say, "the Devil may care"

Come and show me the way
I heard the old crone say
"I dare you boy to come and ride my little straw-tied broom"
All thing are possible in the Yellow Room

Band of Glory
Hand of Doom
Sanctuary
Gotta get back to my room

Lord make us numb to blind faith
Oh, we are angel and wraith
Well, maybe I'm strapped to the wheel
I signed the pact but then I broke the seal

I've got a Wickerman full of Christians
F*ckin' heartful of burning light
You know I raise Cain, when I'm able
Raise your fists, 'cuz, now it's time to fight

Hell! 1, 2, 3, 4

(Hey you!) Pretty, pretty things! (it's a dead-end road) Yes it is
Where are you from? (where you from?)
I'm a dirty beggar, (it's a dead-end road)
I smell to a saint
Can't you see the taint, that the shadows are to the sun

Band of Glory
Hand of Doom
Sanctuary yeah
Yellow Room

The Witch, she gave me her broom
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Writer: Brent Adams, Daniel Phillips
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