Baron Samedi

I'll show you man who walk on fire And don't get burned Don't get burned, don't get burned He don't get burned I'll show you man who tread on glass And he don't get cut Don't get cut, don't get cut He don't get cut You can take a knife and slit his throat And he won't drop dead Won't drop dead, won't drop dead He won't drop dead Been a ju-ju boy for a thousand years And he ain't cut yet Ain't cut yet, ain't cut yet He ain't cut yet Hold 'em You've got to crease 'em and fold 'em You've got to shape 'em and mould 'em Take a piece of their soul man Well he can take a little moonlight Suck the poison from a snakebite Movin' round about midnight He's got the power of life See the sacrifice of the virgin women See the deadly snake and the headless chicken Take a sip from dripping red Make it with the living dead Take you up when you feeling down When you're sick he will come around Takes his cures from out the ground He's the one who can hypnotize And you'll never believe your eyes He can cause the dead to rise