Lyrics Song of the Witches -

Song of the Witches

You think you know witches from stories and such
Maybe the truth isn’t asking too much
We look at the future and help it along
To stir such a cauldron, you’ve got to be strong
It’s grander than fiction, the life that we lead
Just think of your prospects, my darling take heed:
A sprinkle of glamour, a dollop of charm, trading
Family secrets and recipes long as your arm!
Ask us to glance at your schedule next week
We’ll churn you a forecast that wriggles and reeks
Made of salt and umbrellas and typewriters too
And all of the things that you’re ever to do
There’s no need for vanity, no need for fuss
We know that you’re bursting to be one of us
We stir up the truth, but it’s never to harm, steeped in
Family secrets and recipes long as your arm!
Tyranny’s child has not broken us yet
Try as she might, not a drop will she get
Tyranny’s tantrums have come into play
Striking down witches for what we don’t say
Oh, no
On the outside we look proper and prim but we
Battle nobility’s ill-advised whim
Shameless and shining, we always ask why, for
What cooks in our cauldron could call down the sky
Best believe we fought hard when temptation arrived
Threatening with lions and offering bribes
We’d not do her bidding and draw down the moon, though she
Murdered our brothers and mother for want of a spoon!
Tyranny’s child has not broken us yet
Try as she might, not a drop will she get!
Tyranny’s tantrums have come into play
Striking down witches for want of a day!
Oh, no
It’s when we are human that you must take care
And learn how to dance when there’s blood on the air
The world is a dangerous place, little one, but
You already know there are marvelous deeds to be done!
Wicked and strong in our shining we stand, straight
Backed with a drop of the future to hand;
it’s
When we are human that you must take care, but
Wonders will come to you, darling if only you dare!
Tyranny’s child has not broken us yet!
Try as she might, not a drop will she get!
Tyranny’s towers can’t topple too soon
From striking down witches for want of a spoon
Oh no!