Well I stand up next to a mountain

Chop it down with the edge of my hand

Well I stand up next to a mountain

Chop it down with the edge of my hand

Pick up the pieces and make an island

Might even raise a little sand


'Cause I'm a voodoo child

Lord knows I'm a voodoo child


I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time

Give it back to you one of these days

I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time

Give it back to you one of these days

If I don't meet you again in this world

Then I see you in the next one

Don't be late


'Cause I'm a voodoo child

Lord knows I'm a voodoo child