Witchfinder General

I'm coming to find you

I'm coming to get you

I'm coming to take you away

You witches are evil

You worship the devil

So listen to what I say

Come peacefully from out of your huts

Or I'll have you witches prey

I want destroy you

Must play and toy you

And watch you wither away

Who's coming to get you

I'm coming to take you away

Find you guilty witch woman

'Cos I am the Witchfinder General

The trial's begun and people come

>From many towns around

I find them guilty just to please me

And feed them to a hound

I bite their brains and cut their veins

Strike them to the ground

Insult their bodies till they're dead

Let the soil be their surround

Who's coming to get you. . .

He picks us up, he knocks us down

He says he hates our slang

He plays with us like pawns in chess

Come on let's get a gang

If your girl is tight, he'll take a bite

Say witch with evil mange

So if you've hope, let's grab a rope

And watch that bastard hang

So you think you can beat me

Hang me completely

You should know better than that

I'll take your wenches

Tie them on benches

Feed them to a rat

So if you try me

Even deny me

I'll beat you, you're a pratt

So come on folks

Don't try provoke

'Cos to me you're a fragile gnat

'Cos I'm the Witchfinder General