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