[Verse] Neon swamp lights buzz like bees In the bayou where the spirits freeze Brutus Ironhide’s got a case to crack A Cajun troll with a cyberpunk knack [Chorus] He calls the dead They whisper low “Brutus Brutus Don’t let it go” With voodoo chants and a glare like steel He’s solving murders that refuse to heal [Verse 2] The moon's a disc Glowing red and slick His hat’s wide-brimmed His moves are quick He stalks the alleys where shadows bleed A gumbo of justice A strange breed indeed [Prechorus] He’s got mojo in his veins And ghosts riding the data trains [Chorus] He calls the dead They whisper low “Brutus Brutus Don’t let it go” With voodoo chants and a glare like steel He’s solving murders that refuse to heal [Bridge] Skulls in his pocket Spells on his tongue He’ll find the killer No matter how young The spirits cry Their stories unfold Brutus won’t stop till the trail runs cold
