Kevin Coyne - Witch lyrics

Witch, she's a witch and everybody knows She's a witch and everybody knows Why does she treat me this way? Why does she often turn and say "You can go away, I don't want you here today You can't play, you cannot play"? Witch, she's a witch and she's breaking my heart She's a witch and she's breaking my heart Why does she mooch around the house Refer to me as, 'That louse' Say all those awful things to my friends? It drives me round the bend She drives me round the bend Witch, she's a witch and I want to go She's a witch and I can't be slow I must rush down the road With my little bags packed down the road I must turn and scream at the pa**ersby "That woman's told me lies You can see it in her eyes, she always was a liar" But in another day she was so good She'd helped me cut the hedge Even helped collect firewood But that was when we was poor Didn't have a thing, now we've got so much Our hands are smothered in clusters of rings She's got little trinkets, a little dog with a bell That ping, ping, ping, ping, stinks Witch, she's a witch and everybody knows She's a witch and everybody knows I cannot stand her friends anymore I'm going to wipe them across the floor I'm going to shout abuse as they drive away I hate their faces anyway, they laugh at me anyway Witch, she's a witch and leave me alone She's a witch and she won't leave me alone She has this little idea about me She knows all my secrets, you see She knows what I do in that little room She says she's going to lock me in it Trap me in it like a tomb Another day, she was so kind Made little comments about the quality of my mind Said delicious, delicious things about my figure and hair I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew She really cared to share the things we had Now there's too much and that is bad Now there's too much of everything bad And look at this, we don't need this What have you bought that for, we don't want that These possessions Possessions are getting on top of us all Every little thing, my goodness You don't need golden walls, what about me?