It sounds just like a scream
I dont know what you mean
Your witchcrafts 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 a spike

All is well between the breasts of passenger and slave
Well never make it out alive to join
The witches rave

Youd like to see him suffer
For you fantasy and thrill
He fell sick while we made love
Hes out there, somewhere, still

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

I cant help from looking
Outside for a guarantee
I cant 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
Youre levitating something
'Cause I feel so collectible

Were all lying natural
Hes watching from a window up above
I see he loves you, Ill bring you closer

Something in my fate says its 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 breasts of
Passenger and slave
Ill 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
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