Christine Anderson - Something Wicked | Текст песни

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Eve in the garden gives Adam a hard on
And no one will pardon the snake
Look who invents him and later torments him
Then makes us repent our mistakes

Holy, holy, holy, holy.
Something wicked this way comes
Holy, holy, holy, holy.
Something wicked this way comes

Children and carousels, postcards and Christmas bells
Telling you time has gone by
Wishes and wishing wells, witches cast switching spells
Making it rain in July

Holy, holy, holy, holy.
Something wicked this way comes
Holy, holy, holy, holy.
Something wicked this way comes

Towers of Babylon give me power to babble on
Babble on, babble on, babble on
On and on and on and on...

[Piano interlude]

Princes and billy goats, horses and curses
And what's more perverse is my mind
It runs in reverse and the part that's the worst
Is I'm not really sure that it's mine

Holy, holy, holy, holy.
Something wicked this way comes
Holy, holy, holy, holy.
Something wicked this way comes

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