Lletres: Féloche. La Vie Cajun. Dr. John Gris - Gris John.

Feloche :
Qu?on te maraboute
Tu n?y croyais pas
On te desenvoute
Tu fais profil bas
They call you call you Dr John
Et comme on redoute
Les guerriers Massai
Tu guettes le doute
De peur qu?il t?assaille
Regarde toi, Dr John... regarde toi...
Mais tu t?arqueboutes
Orgueilleux borne
Ta jeunesse se voute
Tu te vois plier
They call you call you Dr John
Tu y tenais tant
A cette feuille de route
Sans elle a present
Tu n?y verras goutte
Regarde toi... mais t?as pas tout saisi ma petite Loui?
... Ma petite Loui? ... arrrggh

Dr John :
Who calls out john gris, gris john
Who dares the orisha is never wrong
Obatalla elegua ogun yemaya
Chango oshun oya seven african power
Shadows rule the spirit kingdom
The meat world don?t know when we come
Once the throne was high on Babylon
No one could see where we were coming from
Black cat bone from the seven sister bayou
Dead man?s hand, crawlagator tooth
Coffin nail from the barron samedi
Gede in his coffin, sex and death in gris gris
They call you call you Dr John... Hey toi !