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