Sketches (For My Sweetheart the Drunk) - Witches' rave lyrics


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It sounds just like a scream
I don
Your witchcraft
In your ragged pagan scene

You tell me all the ways around my garden that you like
I float just like a bubble
Heading for a spike

All is well between the breasts of passenger and slave
We
The witches

You
For you fantasy and thrill
He fell sick while we made love
He

Oh I feel the spell that you have cast, hot, pink, nasty
Bubble gum, coming down just like a big red coal

I can
Outside for a guarantee
I can
Outside for a guarantee

Hey! I try to keep all hidden
When you come around
Oh, no! The sight of broomsticks
Sliding on the ground
You
'Cause I feel so collectible

We
He
I see he loves you, I

Something in my fate says it
Tell me
Am I cursed or am I blessed?
I can't tell, oh yes!
'Cause all is well between the breasts of
Passenger and slave
I
The witches

I can't help from looking
Outside for a guarantee
I can't help from looking
Outside for a guarantee
I can't help from looking
Outside for a guarantee
I can't help from looking
Outside for a guarantee
I can't help from looking
Outside for a guarantee
I can't help from looking
Outside for a guarantee
For a guarantee


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