Sync Different

Weird!
Woaaaah
Hahahah
let’s get it man

When I cross your path
9 years of bad luck like a black cat
Pull up in a mask
I’m moving like Dracula, better think fast woah
Keeping it real way down to my skeleton
Creepy and Cooky I’m right in my element
I got the magic, they wonder what spell it is
Call me the pumpkin king, came with a bag of tricks
Yeah I am the spider, I came from the web
You are a puppet, your life is pretend
I leave em screaming way out of they head (out of they head)
Turn to a wolf man I been seeing red
Say “hocus pocus” we raising the dead
I am the monster that’s under your bed (under your bed)

You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web

Say my name 3 times like beetlejuice
Spirit just left my body, I’m feeling loose
Take em to Salem, I just drank the magic juice
Whipping the cauldron, oh we gon party too
If this world normal, I must be a clown
when I pull up yo the circus in town
Your house has been haunted when I come around
I leave em shook, no they can’t make a sound
Got my bags of tricks and treats
Think I might have unlocked the beast
Past Me gone RIP
Yeah I pull up and I’m making em scream
spirits are moving we make em believe
They looking grim and I came to reap
I came to boogie, we ain’t miss a beat

You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web
You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web

BR:
Tem santo pra todo canto
tem canto pra todo santo, garanto
tudo me encanta nesse imenso mar
ouço a rainha mãe Oxum cantar
finjo brincando não saber nadar
todos os santos virão me salvar

ENG:
There's a saint on every corner
there's a song for every saint, I guarantee
everything enchants me in this immense sea
I hear Mother Queen Oxum sing
I playfully pretend not to know how to swim
all the saints will come and save me

BR:
Erô baba mixoro ero mi baba cujadê 
Erô baba mixoro ero mi baba 
Ijexá toca com agogô, toca com atabaque 
toca com coração


foi vovô quem deu lugar ao batuque feito com amor
disse bem erô babá, som madeira ecoa pelo ar
quem cantava transformou cerejeira em boca de tambor 
quem tocava enfeitiçou pé na terra pé de beira mar

ENG:
it was grandpa who made way for drumming made with love
he said well erô babá, the sound of wood echoes through the air
those who sang turned cherry trees into drums
those who played enchanted feet on the ground and by the sea