I Walk on Gilded Splinters - Paul Weller
Written by：Paul Weller/John Creaux
Some people think they jive me
But I know they must be crazy
Can't see their misfortune
Maybe if they're lazy
Walk throughout the fire
Fly throughout the smoke
See my enemy
At the end of their rope
Walk on piles of needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
With the king of the Zulus
Walk to me get it come come
Walk on gilded splinters
Walk to me get it come come
Walk on gilded splinters
Til I murder til I'm dead
Til I murder til I'm dead
I rode out my coffee
By drinking poison from my chalice
Propped against my faith
I drink oil for my malice
Meet me on your doorstep
Soon we'll be in the gutter
Melt you just like butter
I'll make you stutter
Walk throughout the fire
Fly throughout the smoke
See my enemy at the end of the rope
Walk on piles of needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
With the king of the Zulus
Walk to me get it come come
Walk on gilded splinters
Walk to me get it come come
Walk on gilded splinters
Til I murder til I'm dead
Walk to me get it come come
Walk on gilded splinters
Walk to me get it come come
Walk on gilded splinters
Walk to me get it come come
Walk on gilded splinters
Walk to me get it come come
Walk on gilded splinters