Some people think they jive me; i know they must be crazy. don't see their
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Misfortune; guess they're just too lazy. je suis le grand zombi...ain't afraid
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Of no tomcat fill my brain with poison. chorus. poured out my coffee...poison
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From my chalice...and y'all feel my malice. put gris-gris on your doorstep-
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Soon you'll be in the gutter. melt your heart like butter- ah ah ah i can make
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Ya stutter. chorus...coco robicheaux, coco robicheaux. walk thru the fire, fly
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Thru the smoke. see my enemies at the end of their rope.walk on pins and
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Needles; see what they can do. walk on gilded splinters with the king of the
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Zulu. chorus. barbara hoover's planet waves on wwoz new orleans 90.7 fm
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Streaming radio thursdays at 4 pm always starts and ends with this song by
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Hometown musician dr.john. sonny bono promoted him as the reincarnation of
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Marie laveau's voodoo consort. je suis is french for i am, the coffee grounds
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Are poured out and read. gris gris is a bag of ritual items placed on the
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Doorstep in voodoo to instil
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L fear in the recipient. coco robicheaux is the cajun "bogeyman" used by
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Parents to make kids behave. there is a well-known actor, singer-songwriter,
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And voodoo practitioner based in new orleans, a contemporary of dr. john also
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Who tours internationally playing swamp blues, who uses that name, and he is
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The person who told me where the name came from. the title "walk on guilded
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Splinters" was was misspelled on the night tripper release.
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Walk On Guilded Splinters By Dr. John
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| Paul Weller |
