Well I Stand Up Next To A Mountain
I Chop It Down With The Edge Of My Hand
Well I Stand Next To A Mountain
I Chop It Down With The Edge Of My Hand
I Pick Up All The Tiny Pieces And Make An Island
Might Even Raise Just A Little Sand., Yeah
'Cos I'm A Voodoo Child
God Knows I'm A Voodoo Child
I Didn't Mean To Take Up All Your Sweet Time,
I'll Give It Back One Of These Days
I Said I Hate To Take Up All Your Sweet Time
I'll Give It Back One Of These Days
And If I Don't See You No More In This World
I'll Meet You On The Next One
But Don't Be Late,
Don't Be Late
'Cos I'm A Voodoo Child
God Knows I'm A Voodoo Child