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 ba*tard 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