The black witch in the house
She makes the going looking good
She makes the members seeing stars
They can see it in their eyes
When she wishes what she wants
The spook members can't run
They will get it on to make feel satisfied
The passage of bills she wants it pass
The black witch in the house
The concoction of mixture of goodness
It makes the members feel obligated
Letting go the passage of bills
So much they yell and shout
In the end the silence in the house
The black witch wins the first round
She laughs gleefully as she takes flight
Come to reality
The members have to explain
They can't get out on the knots
They are bound by the record
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