Night Of The Warm Witch (The Following Morning)

Light up the eye of a female dwarf
And the funeral of clark gable

Light up the sky as a fiery horse
Lives and touch the stable

She comes in crimson laced with black
Her room is up for sale
And once on earth she wears a mack
And lives out every male

Though there's pain, it is not her own
She'll use it as her mansion

Sticks and stones will be her throne
All night we'll watch her dancin'

She'll curse and swear and leave her mark
On everything she sees
Fright with worms and needle stings
And scorn up on the piers

Night of the warm witch, tip by tip
And don't you go outside
You'll be bewitched by this nasty bitch
Her eyes can hypnotise
She'll kiss your lips
And a bad trip will be yours until sunrise
So sleep like a log, or you might become a frog
On the night that the warm witch rise

Light up the eye of a female dwarf
And the funeral of clark gable

Light up the sky as a fiery horse
Lives and touch the stable

She comes in crimson, laced with black
Her room is up for sale
And once on earth she wears a mack
And lives out every male

Night of the warm witch, tip by tip
And don't you go outside
You'll be bewitched by this nasty bitch
Her eyes can hypnotise

She'll kiss your lips
And a bad trip will be yours until sunrise
So sleep like a log, or you might become a frog
On the night that the warm witch rise