Some people think they jive me

But I know they must be crazy

They can't see their misfortune

Or else they're just too lazy

Je suie le grand zombie

With my yellow chaffen of choisen

Ain't afraid of no tomcat

And gonna fill my guts with poison

I walk through the fire

And I'll fly through the smoke

I wanna see my enemies

On the end of my rope

Walk on pins and neeedles

And I see what they can do

Walk on guilded splinters

With the King of the Zulu



[Chorus:]

Come to me, get it, come, come

Walk on guilded splinters

Come to me, get it, come, come

Walk on guilded splinters



Till I burn up

Till I burn up

Till I burn up

Till I burn up



When I roll out in my coffin

Drink poison in my chalice

Pride begins to fade

And you all feel my malice

I put gris-gris on your doorstep

So soon you be in the gutter

I'll make your heart melt like butter

I say I can make you stutter



[Chorus x3]