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Yeah, and I know you see me calling Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah And I know you see me callin Mix that potion in the caldron Looks like I'm back
Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble. Double, double toil and trouble Something wicked this way comes Eye of newt,
Fillet of a fenny snake In the caldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog Wool of bat and tongue of dog. Show his eyes, and grieve his
They set America free Tell me Where is the blaze of the hobo's caldron? The refuge for these poor and these fallen? It rests in the lines, like
see Bubble up over the caldron Hearing these voices I called them Taking my place in the coffin Because I am feeling just like this too often I got
and caldron bubble Skin the snakes and stack the duffles Pop a bitch. Stack chips like ruffles Eye of newt and toe of frog Wool of bat and tongue of dog Not
a coffin Don't fuck around You might end up in her caldron Wake up Feeling like I'm insecure It's a feeling that I never even felt before My doors shut
spells in a caldron latrine Come one, come all! If you're thin, fat, short or tall, dinosaur or millennial Sick of feeling tired and tired of feeling sick?
victory (x2) Sacrifice to the dark lords is bubblin in the caldron / located what remains at sites where vultures fly around buzzin / a wife is losing
make a new claim But speak another spell An incantation Double, double, Toil and trouble, Fire burn and caldron bubble Double, double, Toil and trouble,
the gurgling crackling caldron in some train yard My beard a roughening coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face Cupped hands 'round a tin can I
a gurgling Crackling caldron, in some train yard Your beard a roughening coal pile And a dirty hat pulled low across your face Through cupped hands
caldron in some train yard My beard a rustling, a cold towel, A dirty hat pulled low across my face (across my face) Through cupped hands 'round the tin
to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin' Cracklin' caldron
at the forest! The wolf fell down in a big caldron! He burned his tail, went out so fast He came back never , noooo! Who is afraid of the big bad wolf Big bad
power Image if I mixed that confidence inside my caldron sink With a eye of newt And the skills to think Of enchantments Advance enhancements Got dust
The day has dawned, the night is done Bones feeling weak, faces are numb One shot, fire and our feet hit the grave We're boiling caldrons 'til
make the summer fall even if the winter springs My brains like a jungle, words like a caldron Ideas tumble round and bounce back like a Spaulding I hope
poisoned our veins Drunk on this plague The curtains call, the end is nigh Caldron boils this blood of mine My love repose, the void calls My love dispose,
it to be safe with a locked key Oh my god I cant believe I'm already coming I promise we'll fire up the caldron Shoo!!! What a nightmare Driving
walkin' on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' Cracklin' caldron in some train yard My beard
or glory, between parents and children, hauling love or the caldron. You make final amends, hoping always you have no ends, but only middles, and more
And the damned So, make your choice, raise your voice The caldron or the crown Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah You shake your legs You tremble in
You walkin' on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' Cracklin' caldron in some train yard My
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