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 Then, I'll pick up all the pieces and make an island Maybe now raise a little sand Oh yeah 'Cause I'm a voodoo child Lord knows, I'm a voodoo child I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time I'll give it right back to you one of these days I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time I'll give it right back to you one of these days I don't meet you no more on this world I'll meet you on the next one. Don't be late! Don't be late, 'cause I'm a voodoo child! Lord knows, I'm a voodoo child