Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Witch, artist - Funkadelic. Album song Who's a Funkadelic?, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 31.12.1980
Record label: Far Out, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
The Witch |
| A Score, year twice ago, our funkfathers brought forth unto this nation |
| Quin-funklords, awakening a new groove, |
| Dedicated to the proposition that we all would funk equally. |
| Spreading that funk across the land. |
| Shortly after their physical emergence, |
| One of quin became possessed by witchery, greed. |
| Deceit, completely ignoring the funkdation upon whence our destiny was to |
| conceived by our funk fathers, |
| Our funk fathers, fathers funk, fathers, our funk, funk fathers, |
| oh our funk fathers |
| She’s gone below, below |
| Where the witches hitch their stitches for the bitches |
| Oh she’s gone below, below |
| That spell was pacifyin'. |
| No way to tell she’s lyin'. |
| Survived are three who’s gonna carry on, |
| Unveil the fella blind. |
| The witch’s cobweb from over his mind. |
| So he can see, we’re gonna shine. |
| I will detain you. |
| I will debrain you. |
| Ha ha ha ha ha ha |
| Twenty years, she laid the rule. |
| For her to win, us to lose. |
| Living less and quite confused. |
| Twenty years, we paid our dues. |
| Giving more, receiving stress. |
| With love and trust, we gave our best. |
| We were used, she abused. |
| Now it’s time to light the fuse. |
| Thrills and lies, lies and ties. |
| Okay, byes, no compromise. |
| A bird in hand, a bush to sing. |
| Now it’s 'bout a different thing. |
| Ding dong, the witch is dead |
| Ding dong, the witch is gone |
| Ding dong, the witch is dead |
| Ding dong, the wicked witch done lost her head |
| Ding dong, the witch is dead |
| Rejoice, the wicked witch is gone. |
| Ding dong, the witch is dead |
| Ding dong, the witch she gone |
| We’re headed for the promised land. |
| Not guided by your wicked hand. |
| Now we have the right to choose. |
| No more dues, we will refuse. |
| Thrills and lies, lies and ties. |
| Okay, byes, no compromise. |
| A bird in hand, a bush to sing. |
| Now it’s 'bout a different thing. |
| Ding dong, the witch is dead |
| Ding dong, the wicked witch done lost her head |
| (Ha ha ha yah) |
| Ding dong, the witch is dead |
| Rejoice, the wicked witch is gone |
| Below, below |
| Where the witches hitch their stitches for the bitches |
| Oh she’s gone below, below |
| She’s gone below, below |
| Where the witches hitch their stitches for the bitches |
| Oh she’s gone below, below |
| Ding dong, the witch is dead |
| Ding dong, the witch is gone |
| Ding dong, the witch is dead |
| Ding dong |
| There ya go, now ya talkin' say what. |
| Hello okay bye |