Witches' Rave - Jeff Buckley

It sounds just like a scream

I dont know what you mean

Your witchcrafts 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

Well never make it out alive to join

The witches rave

Youd like to see him suffer

For you fantasy and thrill

He fell sick while we made love

Hes 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

I cant help from looking

Outside for a guarantee

I cant help from looking

Outside for a guarantee

Hey!

I try to keep all hidden

When you come around

Oh, no!

the sight of broomsticks

Sliding on the ground

Youre levitating something

cause I feel so collectible

Were all lying natural

Hes watching from a window up above

I see he loves you, Ill bring you closer

Something in my fate says its not right for me Tell me Am I cursed or am I blessed?

I cant tell, oh yes!

cause all is well between the breasts of Passenger and slave

Ill never make it out alive to join

The witches rave

I cant help from looking

Outside for a guarantee

I cant help from looking

Outside for a guarantee

I cant help from looking

Outside for a guarantee

I cant help from looking

Outside for a guarantee

I cant help from looking

Outside for a guarantee

I cant help from looking

Outside for a guarantee

For a guarantee