Baron Samedi
I'll show you man who walk on fireAnd don't get burnedDon't get burned, don't get burnedHe don't get burnedI'll show you man who tread on glassAnd he don't get cutDon't get cut, don't get cutHe don't get cut
You can take a knife and slit his throatAnd he won't drop deadWon't drop dead, won't drop deadHe won't drop deadBeen a ju-ju boy for a thousand yearsAnd he ain't cut yetAin't cut yet, ain't cut yetHe ain't cut yet
Hold 'emYou've got to crease 'em and fold 'emYou've got to shape 'em and mould 'emTake a piece of their soul man
Well he can take a little moonlightSuck the poison from a snakebiteMovin' round about midnightHe's got the power of life
See the sacrifice of the virgin womenSee the deadly snake and the headless chickenTake a sip from dripping redMake it with the living dead
Take you up when you feeling downWhen you're sick he will come aroundTakes his cures from out the groundHe's the one who can hypnotizeAnd you'll never believe your eyesHe can cause the dead to rise