Krudge - Kid Voodoo Lyrics

Resident of San Francisco
A Chinatown mite
King of the pigeons
Has lost his sight
But he sees through the birds
Flying in the sky
Looking down at the people
My oh my
What say you?
Kid Voodoo
He says
Kid Voodoo

Call me a pistol
Call me a sailor
Call me an idol
My holy impaler
You wanna know something?
You'll think about it when I drown
Call me an ill-respected nation
Call me insecticide vocation
Call me a stupid son of a bitch
I'm a dog and you're a homeless grunt

If man is a mammal
Then bird is a boy
So wandering the station
Is conquering Troy
And the people have a name
A name more than you do
An idol in the sky
Kid Voodoo

Call me a pistol
Call me a sailor
Call me an idol
My holy impaler
You wanna know something?
You'll think about it when I drown