Witches' Rave

You sound just like a scream, I don't know what you mean Your witchcraft's all around me 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 the spike All is well between the bre*sts of pa*senger and slave We'll never make it out alive to join the witches' rave You'd like to see him suffer for your fantasy and thrill He fell sick while we made love, he's out there, somewhere, still Oh, I feel the spell that you have cast, hot, pink and nasty Bubble gum, coming down just like a big red coal I can't help from looking outside for a guarantee I can't help from looking 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're levitating something 'cause I feel so collectible We're all lying natural, he's watching from a window up above I see, he loves you, I'll bring you closer Something in my face says it's not right for me Tell me, am I cursed or am I blessed, I can't tell, oh yes 'Cause all is well between the bre*sts of pa*senger and slave I'll never make it out alive to join the witches' rave 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 ...