Tradjic Roundabout
Witches, warlocks, and vulturemen too
Martin Luther had nothing on you
He had a dream, you'll have a baby, baby
Will you cope, I don't know, maybe
The CIA, in Mothercare
They'll screw you up cos you're not all there
I see submission in a million eyes
Twittering women are still telling lies
And you're not so gifted at all, at all
******* basements all over the land
You're striking pulses with half dose in hand
You think you're righteous 'cause you're smoking some ****
And I'm the one that pays for it
You're not so gifted at all, at all
And we're not so gifted at all, at all
Woo!
 Woo!