Some people think they jive me
But I know they must be crazy
Don't see their misfortune
I guess they're just too lazyJe suie le grand zombie
My yellow belt of chosen
Ain't afraid of no tomcat
Fill my brains with poisonWalk through the fire
Fly through the smoke
See my enemy
At the end of their ropeWalk on pins and needles
See what they can do
Walk on guilded splinters
With the King of the ZuluWalk to me, get it, come, come
Walk on guilded splinters
Walk to me, get it, come, come
Walk on guilded splintersTill I burn up
Till I burn up
Till I burn up
Till I burn upI roll out my coffin
Drink poison in my chalice
Pride begins to fade
And you all feel my malicePut gris-gris on your doorstep
And soon you be in the gutter
Melt your heart like butter
And I can make you stutterWalk to me, get it, come, come
Walk on guilded splinters
Walk to me, get it, come, come
Walk on guilded splintersTill I burn up
Till I burn up
Till I burn up
Till I burn up