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Season Of The Witch Lyrics - Then And Now - Vanilla Fudge

When I look outside my window 

What do I see? 

And when I look outside my window 

So many different people to be, yeah 

 

That it's strange, so strange 

You've got to pick up every stitch 

Two rabbits running in a ditch 

The hippies out to make it rich 

 

Oh no 

Must be the season of the witch 

Must be the season of the witch 

Must be the season of the witch 

Must be the season of the witch 

 

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Well, when I look over my shoulder 

What do I see? 

And when I look over my shoulder 

Some ancient fellow I'm longing to be 

 

It's so strange, so strange 

You've got to pick up every stitch 

Two rabbits running in the ditch 

The hippies out to make it rich 

 

Oh no 

Must be the season of the witch 

Must be the season of the witch 

Must be the season of the witch 

Must be the season of the witch 

 

And here we sit immersed in a liquid sea of love 

Shimmering rainbows in silver sky above 

A looking glass that reflects our past 

Tied with seaweed all around like willows 

 

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Upside down, you caress my heart 

Caress my soul, surround my limbs 

You laugh your laugh and hold my body fast 

And we wake up and sit here thinking 

 

Thinking about the times we used to have 

And know they're gone forever 

We'll never learn, never learn 

 

Help me? 

Somebody help him? 

 

As I look over my shoulder 

What do I see? 

And as I look over my shoulder 

There's so many pretty sights to see 

 

That it's strange, so strange 

You've got to pick up every stitch 

You've got to pick up every stitch 

Those hippies out to make it rich 

 

Oh no 

Must be the season of the witch 

Must be the season of the witch 

Season of the witch 

Please have mercy on my soul 

No, no, must be the season of the witch 

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God, God, hey 

If you can't help us you better listen, please 

Momma, I'm cold 

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