Witch Hunt - El Creepo

When we die, where do we go?

Many have theories, but no one knows

You’re the apple of my eye

Come a little closer and take a bite

I’ll be your lover and your best friend

We could form a new religion

What do they want from me?

A deathbed confession or a heartfelt apology?

Let’s start a witch hunt

Scapegoat the pagan girls

Cupid shoots poison arrows

At the virgins and the scarecrows

Let’s pass the kool aid

Strychnine and strawberry

It’s a Jonestown holiday

And all the kids are in their graves

The Mayan calendar’s ending soon

Armageddon say the prophets of doom

Black holes in the milky way

Maybe tomorrow, but not today

Sucked into infinity

Exactly where we deserve to be

What do you want from me?

Hope of an afterlife and a sense of security?

Let’s start a witch hunt

Scapegoat the pagan girls

Cupid shoots poison arrows

At the virgins and the scarecrows

Let’s pass the kool aid

Strychnine and strawberry

It’s a Jonestown holiday

And all the kids are in their graves

I see you blushing in a room full of mirrors

Naked and lying on broken glass

In brittle tones I hear you calling out

But it’s too late to save you now

'Cause I’m floating downstream on these haunted rivers

Falling asleep among the charred remains

What do they want from me?

A deathbed confession or a heartfelt apology?

Let’s start a witch hunt

Scapegoat the pagan girls

Cupid shoots poison arrows

At the virgins and the scarecrows

Let’s pass the kool aid

Strychnine and strawberry

It’s a Jonestown holiday

And all the kids are in their graves