we are witches me and you
we are evil though and though
we are cooking special brew
we are witches
weaving the spells of heaven’s true hell
and hell is what’s left when we’re done
ruin and waste that we’ll never face
we just give it to our daughters and sons
we are witches you and me
we are earth and sky and sea
we are making sorcery
we are witches
sorrow and sin are the webs that we spin
we are poison and suck the world’s blood
earthquake and storm thistle and thorn
we are pestilence famine and flood
we are witches yes indeed
we are wicked ugly greed
we are smoking special weed
we are witches
Words and Music by Michael Koppelman
Additional lyrics by Robin Cox
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