Season of the Witch-Vanilla Fudge
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When I look out my window

What do I see

And when I look in my window

So many different people to be

That its strange

So strange

You've got to pick up every stitch

The rabbits running in a ditch

The hippies out to make it rich

Oh no

Must be the season of the witch

Must be the season of the witch

Must be the season of the witch

Must be the season of the witch

Well when I look over my shoulder

What do I see

And when I look over my shoulder

Some ancient fella that I long to be

Its so strange

So strange

You've got to pick up every stitch

To rights that's running in a ditch

The hippies out to make it rich

Oh no

Must be the season of the witch

Must be the season of the witch

Must be the season of the witch

Must be the season of the witch

And here we sit emerged in a liquid sea of love shimmering rainbows

And silver skies above a looking-glass that reflects a past Tied with

Seaw**d all around like willows upside-down you caress my heart

Caress my soul surround my limbs you laugh your laugh and hold my body

Fast And we wake up sit here thinking thinking about the times we used

To have and know they're gone forever well never learn never learn

Help me Somebody help him

As I look over my shoulder

What do I see

And as I look over my shoulder

There's so many pretty sights to see

That its strange

So strange

You've got to pick up every stitch

You've got to pick up every stitch

Those hippies out to make it rich

Oh no

Must be the season of the witch

Must be the season of the witch

Must be the season of the witch

Please have mercy on my soul

Be the season of the witch

Gone Gone hey If you can't help us youd better listen Please

Mama I'm cold

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