Dejavoodoo de Golden Earring

In broad daylight
Your clean cut town
Has turned into a hunting ground
And mama
Don't need no crystal ball
To see the weight
That's coming down
25 hours a day
25 hours a day

In the heart of night
it howls for more
The beast that prowls
The killing floor
And mama
Don't need to read the cards
To tell you times are getting hard
25 hours a day
25 hours a day

You've seen it before
It's been done to you
In another life,it spells taboo
Mama calls it
Mama calls it:Deja Voodoo

When sweet turns to bitter
And not before
When wolves come scratching
At your door
That's when mama's tea cup prophecy
Will tell you how it's gonna be
25 hours a day
25 hours a day

Tomorrow rips your yesterday
While it stars in your old passion play
And mama can hear the spirit's song
Singing in her head all night long
25 hours a day
25 hours a day