Toil and Trouble Lyrics

Black magic

Fast addict

Back at it

Laugh tragic

She knows how the game goes stay on your toes joe blows

Fire crackles shackles shake what's at stake

Hail satan who?

I'm leaden with you

Live evil love evil too

Much ado

About the doubt of the route I made for the ace of spade I'm not afraid i weighed I strayed I betrayed now I've played

And here we are beneath a star in the wood and if you could you'd wear a red hood but child the wolf made her wild and she's exiled and unreconciled

She belongs on my side potion ocean wide

Hair of the boy who cried

Toenail of the blue eyed

And what will become, of the sum, I hum, so young, youngest's tongue, or be hung, I am a villain unsung, I have an iron lung

So I bring you here tonight, not to fright or delight or fight

I bring you here because the sorceress draws near an I fear she's got a burning in her ear and we're not going to steer to be her peer this year, so I need you all to sacrifice dear

Voodou sorceress (Haiti, Haiti) waved goodbye

A smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye

Why

Oh why

The more I try I fly too high the sky, bone dry, am I what my dreams cry bullseye knot tie goodbye

I didn't get a trial for a while I'll smile

walk a mile in my shoes and choose whose views are a ruse and accuse they refuse light a fuse black tattoos they can't defuse make the news still I lose

Back to black, crack on the track and I pack up to be an amnesiac but the slack can't be picked up I've had enough of this luck what the fuck I'm stuck and cursed in the worst I'm first to the hearse lost in this verse

God don't give me a sign give me what's mine and a nine and I'll be fine i incline those who stole my shine to get a broken nose and get in line to get in line

You can fuck off a smidge and go live under a bride and I hope one day you'll say it wasn't ok but that day will never come the numb in me is done and you're a dumb fuck who'll be fucked dumb once I get out of this hex the sorceress says you're next

What of doom

Don't exhume

Skeletons from a closet with a broom

This is no costume

I'm in the dressing room

Smoking and I fume

I don't fly no newt's eye

But you're gonna die