I Walk On Guilded Splinters

(Mac Rebennack, a.k.a. Dr. John Creaux)



Some people think they jive me

But I know they must be crazy

Don't see dey 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 brains with poison



Walk thru the fire

Fly thru the smoke

See my enemy

At the end of dey rope



Walk on pins and needles

See what they can do

Walk on gilded splinters

With the king of the Zulu



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)

'Ti Alberta ('ti Alberta)

'Ti Alberta ('ti Alberta)



Roll outta my coffin

Drink poison in my chalice

Pride begins to fade

And y'all feel my malice



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



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)

'Ti Alberta ('ti Alberta)

'Ti Alberta ('ti Alberta)