Drinking and dancing and female nudity Dancing round the bonfire as they weave their witchery Disembrained bodies coming back from the dead Disembowelled hands take the brains from your head Because once you look into their eyes You'll see their faces is full of worms A heap of guts in clever disguise Their aim to make you zombified No! (No!) It can't be you, you're dead! (Dead!) No! (No!) You can't bury me, I'm alive! (Alive!) Lusting for treasure and killing for wealth Enslaving the natives and toasting your health Drums of the voodoo gods are sounding out in the swamp Resurrection ritual, it's you that they want Once you look into their eyes you'll soon become a Ghoul of gore Zombies teach cannibals to be afraid They're cruel like never before Approaching the plantation at the setting of the sun Now you'll see before your eyes what voodoo rites have Done Retiring to your mansion to count your wealth once More Fingernails will scratch the pine as you're throwing Back the door to say...