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 le grand zombie
My yellow belt of choison
Ain't afraid of Tom cat
Fill my brains with poison
Walk through the fire
Fly through the smoke
See my enemy
At the end of the rope
Walk on pins and needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
I’m the king of the Zulu
Come killy, killy, come, come
Walk on gilded splinters
‘Til I burn up, 'til I burn up
I rolled out my coffin
Drink poison in my chalice
And pride begins to fade
And you all can feel my malice
But I know they must be crazy
Don't see their misfortune
Guess they just too lazy
J'suis le grand zombie
My yellow belt of choison
Ain't afraid of Tom cat
Fill my brains with poison
Walk through the fire
Fly through the smoke
See my enemy
At the end of the rope
Walk on pins and needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
I’m the king of the Zulu
Come killy, killy, come, come
Walk on gilded splinters
‘Til I burn up, 'til I burn up
I rolled out my coffin
Drink poison in my chalice
And pride begins to fade
And you all can feel my malice
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