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