I'm coming to find you I'm coming to get you I'm coming to take you away You witches are evil You worship the devil So listen to what I say Come peacefully from out of your huts Or I'll have you witches prey I want destroy you Must play and toy you And watch you wither away
Who's coming to get you I'm coming to take you away Find you guilty witch woman 'Cos I am the Witchfinder General
The trial's begun and people come >From many towns around I find them guilty just to please me And feed them to a hound I bite their brains and cut their veins Strike them to the ground Insult their bodies till they're dead Let the soil be their surround
Who's coming to get you. . .
He picks us up, he knocks us down He says he hates our slang He plays with us like pawns in chess Come on let's get a gang If your girl is tight, he'll take a bite Say witch with evil mange So if you've hope, let's grab a rope And watch that bastard hang
So you think you can beat me Hang me completely You should know better than that I'll take your wenches Tie them on benches Feed them to a rat So if you try me Even deny me I'll beat you, you're a pratt
So come on folks Don't try provoke 'Cos to me you're a fragile gnat
'Cos I'm the Witchfinder General Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
