I’ll mend you in ways.. you will never ever forget And you will never know.. who was inside your head Before you’ll know.. you’ll be a long time dead
I’ve got some witches to find And some bitches to bind Old fashioned witchcraft Beer in mind…
I’ll see last signs of life.. as they glimpse my eyes And as I pull my knife.. it reflects unlighted skies Before you’ll know.. its stuck between your thighs
Oh yeah
I’ve got some witches to find And some bitches to bind Old fashioned witchcraft Beer in mind…