I'm sitting, on the roof of my house
With a shotgun
And a six pack of beers, six pack of beers, six pack of beers
The newscaster says the enemies among us,
As bombs explode on the 30 bus,
Kill your middle class indecision,
Now is not the time for a liberal thought,

So I go hunting for witches
I go hunting for witches
Heads are going to roll
I go hunting for

90's, Optimistic as a teen
Now it's terror
Airplanes crash into towers,

The Daily Mail says the enemies among us,
Taking our women and taking our jobs,
The reasonable fool is being drained,
By the non-stop baying, baying, baying for blood

So I go hunting for witches
I go hunting for witches
Heads are going to roll
I go hunting for

I was an ordinary man with ordinary desire
I watched TV and it formed me
I was an ordinary man with ordinary desire
There must be accountability
Dispired and misinformed
Fear will keep us all in place

So I go hunting for witches
I go hunting for witches
Heads are going to roll
I go hunting for

I was an ordinary man with ordinary desire
I watched TV and it formed me
I was an ordinary man with ordinary desire
There must be accountability
Despired and misinformed
Fear will keep us all in place