Verse:
Flying on a broom, casting magic spells,
Witch life means freedom and witches won't care,
The only problem – witch hunters here,
They’re trying to kill us but let them dare
Chorus:
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill…
I want to fly, it makes me happy.
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill…
Stop bugging me…
Verse:
Listening to hard rock, driving my old car,
Hunting witches – is a job that I love.
Making the world a better place,
I’ll find a witch, I won’t lose the trace
Chorus:
Witch’s kill, kill, kill, kill…
I want to hunt, it makes me happy.
Witch’s kill, kill, kill, kill…
Please come to me…
Verse:
Dark power’s magic potions,
Deadly weapon craft
But no one can resist the power of love
they tried to kill each other, they tried so hard
but in the end they couldn't live a day apart
Chorus:
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill…
I want to fly, it makes me happy.
Witch’s kill, kill, kill, kill…
I want to hunt, it makes me happy
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill…
Stop bugging us…
Dreamy, intricate guitar pop from Oakland's Absent City; splashes of accordion, sitar, lap steel, and mandolin add textural richness. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2020
Sarah Bethe Nelson leans into the uncanny and the poetic without resorting to grand settings or sweeping metaphors. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 1, 2022