Mother Witch Songtext
von The Wiyos
Mother Witch Songtext
Up on the mountain there′s change in the air
Well she talks with the lions, tigers and the bears
She grows a mean beat, and saves her own seed
Rolls her own weed and aims a true bead
Out manouvered, out numbered
There hot on my trail
No rest til we have the witch by her tail
Up on the mountain she gave us a sign
There will be no rainbow
But the fire next time
So she's gone
Melt away
Mama blue here′s to you
I hope someday, when we're old
Friends will gather at my window and my door
And they'll say and we′ll sing
Remember when
(Remember when)
Beck and call
Poor lemings to the cliff
Tempt you to jump
It′s the season of the witch
Hair on the scarecrow is dry this year
Mirror on the wall
Who are the wicked after all
Kettle in the fire
She makes her own clouds
Blowing the wind, lightning and while
The good old boys whisper uptown
They cut her down
(Pave her up)
Send her down town
So she's gone
Melt away
Mama blue here′s to you
I hope someday, when we're old
Friends will gather
At my window and my door
And you′ll be there
And she'll be be there
I′ll be there
She'll be there
And they'll say
And we′ll sing
Remember when
Well she talks with the lions, tigers and the bears
She grows a mean beat, and saves her own seed
Rolls her own weed and aims a true bead
Out manouvered, out numbered
There hot on my trail
No rest til we have the witch by her tail
Up on the mountain she gave us a sign
There will be no rainbow
But the fire next time
So she's gone
Melt away
Mama blue here′s to you
I hope someday, when we're old
Friends will gather at my window and my door
And they'll say and we′ll sing
Remember when
(Remember when)
Beck and call
Poor lemings to the cliff
Tempt you to jump
It′s the season of the witch
Hair on the scarecrow is dry this year
Mirror on the wall
Who are the wicked after all
Kettle in the fire
She makes her own clouds
Blowing the wind, lightning and while
The good old boys whisper uptown
They cut her down
(Pave her up)
Send her down town
So she's gone
Melt away
Mama blue here′s to you
I hope someday, when we're old
Friends will gather
At my window and my door
And you′ll be there
And she'll be be there
I′ll be there
She'll be there
And they'll say
And we′ll sing
Remember when
Writer(s): Theodore Weber, Michael Farkas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com