Down in new orleans in a shack by the water My future found me in the shadows of the quarter Fell down an alley off of bourbon street I was goin' half crazy from the crowds and the heat Could 've been the spell of the hurricane When a voice from the dark whispered my name Slipped down a hallway to a dark back room Heard a phantom from the dark sing a gypsy tune Bon ton roule and a voulez vous Life in the quarter could be strange and cruel Bad luck to talk about the things i've seen There's no one meaner than the gypsy queen I laughed out loud when she spoke of luck Reached in my pocket for my twenty bucks I didn't recognize the letters she wrote Round a five sided star and the head of a goat She read my palm and she told me that In my future was the name lestat Then she finished and i had to go Next stop the grave of marie leveaux Bon ton roule and a voulez vous Life in the quarter could be strange and cruel Bad luck to talk about the things i've seen There's no one meaner than the gypsy queen Went to the graveyard just about midnight I saw somethin' flyin' in the pale moonlight Next thing i was wakin' and i felt my neck There were two little lumps that were kinda' wet Since that day i live for the night I glide the alleys away from the light There's only one way that i'll ever depart It's when i leave with a stake in my heart Bon ton roule and a voulez vous Life in the quarter could be strange and cruel Bad luck to talk about the things i've seen There's no one meaner than the gypsy queen
