| WITCH
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| Shhhhhhhhhhhhh!
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| It’s the last midnight.
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| It’s the last wish.
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| It’s the last midnight,
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| Soon it will be boom-
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| Squish!
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| Told a little lie,
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| Stole a little golde,
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| Broke a little vow,
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| Did you?
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| Had to get your Prince,
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| Has to get your cow,
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| Have to get your wish,
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| Doesn’t matter how-
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| Anyway, it doesn’t matter now.
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| It’s the last midnight,
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| It’s the boom-
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| Splat!
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| Nothing but a vast midnight.
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| Everybody smashed flat!
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| Nothing we can do.
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| Not exactly true:
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| We can always give her the boy…
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| No?
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| No, of course what really matters
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| Is the blame,
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| Somebody to blame.
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| Fine, if that’s the thing you enjoy,
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| Placing the blame,
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| If that’s the aim,
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| Give me the blame-
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| Just give me the boy.
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| THE OTHERS
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| No!
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| WITCH
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| No?
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| You’re so nice.
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| You’re not good,
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| You’re not bad,
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| You’re just nice.
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| I’m not good,
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| I’m not nice,
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| I’m just right.
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| I’m the Witch.
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| You’re the world.
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| I’m the hitch.
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| I’m what no one believes,
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| I’m the Witch.
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| You’re all liars and theives,
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| Like his father,
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| Like his son will be, too-
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| Oh, why bother?
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| You’ll just do what you do.
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| It’s the last midnight,
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| So, goodbye all.
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| Coming at you fast, midight-
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| Soon you’ll see the sky fall.
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| Here, you want a bean?
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| Have another bean.
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| Beans were made for making you rich!
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| Plant them and they soar-
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| Here, you want some more?
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| Listen to the roar…
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| Giants by the score-!
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| Oh well, you can blame another witch.
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| It’s the last midnight.
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| It’s the last verse.
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| Now, before it’s past midnight,
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| I’m leaving you my last curse:
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| I’m leaving yo alone.
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| You can tend the garden, it’s yours.
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| Separate and alone,
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| Everybody down on all fours.
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| All right, mother, when?
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| Lost the beans again!
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| Punish me the way you did then!
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| Give me claws and a hunch,
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| Just away from this bunch
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| And the gloom
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| And the doom
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| And the boom
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| Cruuunch! |