Lyrics: Carlo Mazzoli
You told everybody you missed the last train
you saw the sky as dirty as a tablecloth on a Sunday banquet
blaming yourself for not being wise enough
Things never look good to you
So you went to the shaman's lair
he told you what to do
You implored him for a remedy...
begging for some voodoo
So you had a chance to come back to the crossroads,
you took the other way and jumped on the lost train,
laid down on the green fields and admired the bright stars
...but there's still something that got lost along the road
and now you're going back to the shaman's lair,
he knows what to do
Just one more shaman's remedy...
just some more voodoo.