VOODOO SALAD

“ VOODOO SALAD “ BLACK CATS IN THE WINDOW BULLET HOLES PAINT THE DOOR SIGN SAYS FORTUNE TELLER I WOULDN’T FEEL LUCKY IN THAT STORE THIS TOWN IS REALLY CREEPY I DON’T TRUST ANYTHING I SEE THE SLIPPERY WET SIDEWALK IS NOW STARING BACK AT ME WHATEVER WAS IN THE DRINK SHE MADE HAS ME SEEING DOUBLE MY LEGS ARE WEAK AND WOBBLY I KNOW I’M IN FOR TROUBLE I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER CAUSE I’VE READ ALL ABOUT IT NOW I THINK I’M TASTING THAT STRANGE VOODOO SALAD THERE’S A SHADOW FOLLOWING ME BUT IT DON’T LOOK LIKE MINE IT’S GETTING REALLY CLOSE AM I’M RUNNING OUT OF TIME I’M SHAKING IN MY BOOTS BUT WHEN I TURN AROUND LOOKING RIGHT BEHIND ME THERE IS NO ONE TO BE FOUND THE SINKING SKY ABOVE IS SETTING AWFULY LOW WHOLE TOWN IS CLOSING IN I GOT NOWHERE TO GO THE DAYS ARE ALL SO BLEAK NIGHTS ARE EVEN WORSE EVERY CAR I SEE LOOKS LIKE A FUNERAL HEARSE I’VE HEARD ALL THE RUMORS NOW I KNOW JUST WHAT IT MEANS THERE’S SOMETHING IN THAT VOODOO SALAD THEY CALL NEW ORLEANS