I Walk on Gilded Splinters - Califone

Some people think they jive me

But I know they must be crazy

Don’t see their misfortune

Guess they just too lazy

J’suis the Grand Zombie

My yellow belt of choison

Ain’t afraid of no tom cat

Fill my brain with poison

Walk through the fire

Fly through the smoke

See my enemy

At the end of their rope

Walk on pins and needles

See what they can do

Walk on gilded splinters

With the king of the Zulu

Kon kon

Put gris gris on your doorstep

Soon you’ll be in the gutter

I can melt your heart like butter

A-a-and I can make you stutter

I rolled out my coffin

Drink poison in my chalice

Pride begins to fade

And y’all feel my malice

Gris gris on your doorstep

Soon you’ll be in the gutter

I can melt your heart like butter

A-a-and I can make you stutter

Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon

Walk on gilded splinters

Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon

Walk on gilded splinters

'Ti Alberta ('ti Alberta)

'Ti Alberta ('ti Alberta)

Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon

Walk on gilded splinters