The Present Moment - The Season Of The Witch | Текст песни

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When I look out my window,
So many sights to see.
And when I look out in my window,
So many different people to be
That it's so very strange,
Yes, it's so very strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch.

Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch.
When I look over my shoulder,
What do you think I see?
Some other cat looking over
His shoulder at me
And he's so very strange,
Sure he's so strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,
Must be the season of the witch.

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