Witch Widow child of harlot schizo Dutchess of desires Bitch the black queen marches Wilder than the fires Power whore Bitch Witch Nymph necromancer
, Enchantress, she-who-walks-the-night-alone, Sloe-eyed shape-shifting sucubus, Silken veils and slime-smeared flesh. Witch-storm! Storm-Witch, hearken
As bombs explode on the 30 bus, Kill your middle class indecision, Now is not the time for a liberal thought, So I go hunting for witches I go hunting for witches
It's like Cream but not the Wu so you don't know what to do She's like a witch of trouble in electric blue And if you don't watch out she'll get to you
bang Repeat 8x I told the witch doctor I was in love with you I told the witch doctor I was in love with you And then the witch doctor He told me what
Devil's in a cat and the baby's brain, [Chorus] The End - The End of The American, The End - The End of The American, The End - The End of The American Witch
Maybe once and maybe came away I took a quarter of your witches Fed them all aside The weaker of the fortunes mystery Hasn't yet all appeared to me But
Oh, di They've gone and left me for her other way Each every time I think the wheel around It's gone I've got a reason for heading home It's not serene
How, how does it, how does it feel? How, how does it, how does it feel? How, how does it, how does it feel? Do you, do you feel inclined? Tense, just
Low soul in a manic Feels so only queen A deep tripe for a wander aimless Just fakes his green 'Cuz I say no you're mine And I'm no only nine feed You
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As a measure of the soul, ever done run bring your fear You and me, we got the same air goin', breathin' here You got send to toad water, you been Like
Freedom on like stems from walk away You gotta hold your time You gotta hit him with the right of way Maybe black too far for any like the one seen In
It's nice to take a narrow man And hold in a heaven Grab it hold of for lamb You try to deafen me And leave it for shaving Man over for same, yeah Ben
You gon' sold you, for you lie Caught in a holy, yeah She done hit him, roll you, go Caught in a hollow yellow, yeah
Seeing ready chee Like I sold your way You make a mold of me Shake it, like it Yesterday I'm a shot down smile I can free your tail Right ? I got a motor
Bull, you square And the prophet holdin' man Sings as to where I find it 5-0 the gingered Missing all, missing all Keep out Be war Need freedom Key
Ooh Oh Ooh Yeah! Wolves and witches All the bitches They just bring You down How much better The world would be Without them Around Wolves and witches They're lost witches