paroles de chanson Witches, Witches, Witches - The Living Tombstone Remix - Andrew Gold , The Living Tombstone

Witches on their brooms

Witches, witches, witches on a broom
Every year, this very night
They all come out, gives me a fright
You hear them cackle as they fly by the moon
Witches, witches, witches on their brooms

Watch the skies on Halloween
Witches, witches, witches on a broom
The strangest sight I've ever seen
Witches, witches, witches on a broom

They must be boiling a magic brew
Some dragon's breath and eye of newt
Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble
Hear them sing
Witches, witches, witches on the wing

Watch the sky on Halloween
Witches, witches, witches on a broom
The strangest sight I've ever seen
Witches, witches, witches on a broom

Oh, cast a spell on you
Oh, witches on their brooms

Witches, witches, witches on a broom

Witches, witches, witches on a broom

Black hats, green skin
Warts and wrinkles and
Pointy chins, scary voices, Scary hair
Witches, witches, witches everywhere

Watch the sky on Halloween
Witches, witches, witches on a broom
The strangest thing I've ever seen
Witches, witches, witches on a broom
Watch the skies on Halloween
Witches, witches, witches on a broom
The strangest sight I've ever seen
Witches, witches, witches on a broom
Watch the sky on Halloween
Witches, witches, witches on a broom
The strangest sight I've ever seen
Witches, witches, witches on a broom

Witches on their brooms
Witches, witches, witches on a broom!
Witches on their brooms
Its flying everywhere (Witches, witches, witches on a broom)
Witches on their brooms