Salem (Burn the Witch)

Where does your misfortune grow?
From a humble house, with a cross burning slow
You fear she will challenge your throne
You dig the dirt and it's selling like gold

Ten fingers, ten toes point, but not a damn one back at you
It's your fault, you fall apart
The problem is in you

Burn the witch
Or stone and rope to bind her soul (down, down, down)
Sink or swim
And watch the truth drown below (down, down, down)

You search the hills, swift and true
Look outside yourself, for it cannot be you
The town gathers and slander ensues
Not long 'til she's cursed, not long 'til she's through

You've done the work of a saint with the devil's hand
With cauldron gossip you pray to restore this land
You're holy and dead, holy and dead
Remember the plank?
You've got a tree instead

Burn the witch
Or stone and rope to bind her soul (down, down, down)
Sink or swim
And watch the truth drown below (down, down, down)
Burn the witch (ha, ha, ha)
Burn the witch (la, ha, ha)

This will all be over soon
She's melting through (she's melting through)
But your, your dark clouds still remains
So grab another one without a name (without a name)

Burn the witch
Or stone and rope to bind her soul (down, down, down)
Sink or swim
And watch the truth drown below (ow!)
Burn the witch
Or stone and rope to bind her soul (down, down, down)
Sink or swim
(Yeah!)

Burn the witch (ha, ha, ha)
Burn the witch (la, ha, ha)
Burn!

(Hail, hail, the witch is dead)
(The witch, old witch)
(The wicked witch)
(Hail, hail, the wicked witch is dead)
(Hail, hail, the witch is dead)
(The witch, old witch)
(The wicked witch)
(Hail, hail, the wicked witch is dead)