Nina Simone — Dambala

[Verse 1] Oh Dambala, come Dambala Oh Dambala, come Dambala Think of the wings of a three-toed frog Eat weeds from the deepest part of sea Oh Dambala, come Dambala Oh Dambala, come Dambala [Verse 2] On the seventh day, God will be there On the seventh night, satan will be there On the seventh day, God will appear On the seventh night, satan will be there You slavers will know What it's like to be a slave Slave to your heart Slave to your soul Oh Dambala, come Dambala Oh Dambala, come Dambala [Instrumental] [Outro] You slavers will know What it's like to be a slave Slave to your mind Slave to your race You won't go to heaven You won't go to hell You remain in your graves With the stench and the smell Oh Dambala, come Dambala Oh Dambala, come Dambala