Sadie Sorceress

Who's this Sadie Sorceress?

Let me tell you bout this '80s lady named Sadie
She's wild like a witch, she's more fly than quidditch
Smoking winnies and drinking tinnies and glenfiddich
She's a roller blader skater, masquerading, squabble and gobble

Eats blood and trouble, meddles in the metal, innit?
She flies a handbag freak flag
Dragon scale knapsack, fur a pelt of mastodon
Brings it on as carry on, sharp like Parmesan
Living non-partisan, Leviathan cardigan
Elegant artisan

Concealing her identity as an evil entity
Anti-sanctity in a vastity quantity
Nightshade bringing death commander, have a gander oleander
Poisonous like buttercups, she's dressing up to fuck shit up

Hello love
How are ya?

Sadie Sorceress, Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Snapping necks with her broomstick, getting tortuous

The pagan shaman sorceress cackling, batshit, non-conformist
Moles on her nose so enormous, the public they can't ignore it
Pitchforks banging on her door
They wanna throw her overboard to see if she floats or sinks into the floor

There she goes, bobbing on the surface
As the peasants and servants start to yell
"Hooray, sell her to the circus"
But she's had enough of playing it down and playing it dumb
She's dropping bombs on this human scum

Ain't nothing as collateral damage
In this supernatural planet with a habit of getting savage
Making sacrifices for the paradise of perdition
The trials and tribulations for the forbidden religion

Sadie Sorceress, Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Snapping necks with her broomstick, getting tortuous

Sadie Sorceress, Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Snapping necks with her broomstick, getting tortuous

The most dangerous, debaucherous Sadie Sorceress