““I got them voodoo blues, Them evil hoo-doo blues. Petro Loa won’t leave me alone; Every night I hear the zombies moan. Lord, I got them mean ol’ voodoo blues. Zu-Zu was a mambo, she loved a hungan man; Messin’ with Erzuli wasn’t part of her plan. The spell of the tom-tom turned her into a slave, And now Baron Samedi’s dancin’ on her grave. Yeah, she’s got them voodoo blues, Them bad ol’ hoo-doo blues … When””
