Mad Witch

She's a ride and feed I'm held to fit surgeon My mouth and crawls from it didn't float Lidhered across my sweated back With spiders in his snow Devil's wife, you're a mad witch She used to ride a broom Now every night she leaves her A garage, big dude, devil's wife You're a mad witch, she's a ride and feed

There she makes a devil's sign Waves her magic wand He throws open fire gates And tells her to ride on Saw the burning brimstone Saw the fire again Every soul that burns her in with a brand of the devil's slave Devil's wife, the old mad witch, and she's a riding bee We headed back to her if again these words I heard her say

He sold along to the devil man, you can never change your way He saw the burning rimstone, he saw the firing game He know that I'm the devil's wife, not riding to your freeze Devil's wife, the old mad witch, and she's a riding bee I felt a bit searching my mouth and froth from it to flow

Lather across my sweated back was whiters in his nose Devil's wife, the old man, wished he used to ride a broom However night she leaves the earth, the ride we'd do the moon Devil's wife, the old man, wished she'd ride in me We headed back to earth again, these words I heard her say

This old longs with the devil, man, you can never change your way It's all the burning rimstone, it's all the fire I came I know that I'm the Devil's wife now riding to your grave Devil's wife, the old mad witch, and she's riding me Devil's wife, the old mad witch, and she's riding me