Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
[Incomprehensible]
Oh no
Oh no
The hippies out to make it rich
“Help me”
You've got to pick up every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
If you can't help us you better listen, please
Shimmering rainbows in silver sky above
That it's strange, so strange
Please have mercy on my soul
You've got to pick up every stitch
And when I look outside my window
Well, when I look over my shoulder
Those hippies out to make it rich
What do I see?
God, God, hey
Oh no
And as I look over my shoulder
What do I see?
That it's strange, so strange
Some ancient fellow I'm longing to be
And here we sit immersed in a liquid sea of love
It's so strange, so strange
Upside down, you caress my heart
A looking glass that reflects our past
Tied with seaweed all around like willows
Thinking about the times we used to have
There's so many pretty sights to see
You laugh your laugh and hold my body fast
Two rabbits running in the ditch
Caress my soul, surround my limbs
Season of the witch
And know they're gone forever
Must be the season of the witch
And we wake up and sit here thinking
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
As I look over my shoulder
And when I look over my shoulder
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
The hippies out to make it rich
You've got to pick up every stitch
We'll never learn, never learn
Must be the season of the witch
“Somebody help him”
So many different people to be, yeah
Must be the season of the witch
No, no, must be the season of the witch
Two rabbits running in a ditch
You've got to pick up every stitch
