to
Wake
in the morn show,
dig up the conjo,
make it be well.
Who do you love?
The mask that had gone to your head.
And the night going blind, hypnotized.
Listen to God, through the lame little hearts,
big like snakes come marching in.
Deep in the bayou,
deep inside you,
put on the voodoo.
Put on the voodoo.
Who do you love?
Hey mommy, do you see that man?
Stand, it's only a zombie honey, hell in a cow.
Just hold my hand and don't look in his face.
Deep inside you,
something's beside you.
Do in the mumble,
dig up the conjo.
Come and ring the bell,
the jungle's burning down.
Lost in the congo,
deep in the pongo.
Dig up the conjo.
Who do you love?
Deep in the congo,
deep in the pongo.
in the mojo,
take up the condo,
beating my condo,
holding my mojo,
making me well.