Witches` Rave — текст песни (Jeff Buckley)

it sounds just like a scream. i don`t know what you mean.
your witchcraft`s all around me in your ragged pagan scene.
you tell me all the ways around my garden that you like.
i float just like a bubble heading for a spike.

all is well between the breasts of passenger and slave.
we`ll never make it out alive to join the witches` rave.

you`d like to see him suffer for you fantasy and thrill.
he fell sick while we made love, he`s out there, somewhere, still.
oh, i feel the spell that you have cast,
hot, pink, nasty bubble gum, coming down just like a big red coal.
ooooooo. oooooooo.

i can`t help from looking outside for a guarantee
i can`t help from looking outside for a guarantee.

hey! I try to keep all hidden when you come around.
oh, no! the sight of broomsticks sliding on the ground.
you`re levitating something,? cause i feel so collectible.
we`re all lying natural,
he`s watching from a window up above i see he loves you,
i`ll bring you closer.
something in my fate says it`s not right for me
tell me, am i cursed or am i blessed?
i don`t` know, oh yes! ?

cause all is well between the breasts of passenger and slave.
i`ll never make it out alive to join the witches` rave.
oooooooooo. ooooooooooooo.
i can`t help from looking outside for a guarantee (7x)
for a guarantee