Step behind the velvet curtain

For his court assembles today

Where all with life still in them

Quickly pale and wither away

 

The Baron samedi

Judges all

The Baron Samedi [bad word] all

The Baron Samedi

Watches all

The Baron Samedi

 

When the [bad word] 
And the music's died

He plays the funeral [bad word] 
Subtle and dignified

Waltzing to the sounds of his violin

Waltzing to his loving tunes of loss and decay

 

Ravens perch upon his shoulders

Under the glow of Haitian moon

And sure enough this morbid fellow

Expects you'll be visiting soon

 

The Baron samedi

Judges all

The Baron Samedi [bad word] all

The Baron Samedi

Watches all

The Baron Samedi

 

When the [bad word] 
And the music's died

He plays the funeral [bad word] 
Subtle and dignified

Waltzing to the sounds of his violin

Waltzing to his loving tunes of loss and decay