Catfish pie in gris-gris bag   I'm the lover of the bayou   Pack your doorstep with a half wet rag   I'm the lover of the bayou      I was raised and swam with the crocodile   Snake-eye taught me the Mojo style   Sucked and weaned on chicken bile   I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah      I learned the key to the master lock   Learned to float in the water clock   Learned to capture the lightning shock   I'm the lover of the bayou      And I got cats and teeth and hair for sale   I'm the lover of the bayou   And there are zombies on your tail   I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah      I cooked a bat in a gumbo pan   I drank the blood from a rusty can   Turned me into the hunger man   I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah