Witches’ Rave Jeff Buckley

[Intro]
Oooh, oooh

[Verse 1]
You sound just like a scream
I don’t know what you mean
Your witchcraft’s all around me in your ragged pagan scene
You tell me all the ways around my garden that you like
I float just like a bubble heading for a spike
All is well between the breasts of passenger and slave
We’ll never make it out alive to join the witches’ rave

[Verse 2]
You’d like to see him suffer for your fantasy and thrill
He fell sick while we made love, he’s out there, somewhere still
Oh, I feel the spell that you have cast
Hot, pink, nasty bubble gum
Coming down just like a big, red coal

[Chorus]
I can’t help from looking outside for a guarantee
I can’t help from looking outside for a guarantee

[Verse 3]
Hey!
I try to keep all hidden when you come around
Oh no, the sight of broomsticks sliding on the ground
You’re levitating something
‘Cause I feel so collectible