Letra de 'Witches & Warlocks' de Ghost Mice

i'm tracing pentagrams with chalk onto my floor
i'm lighting candles
cookin' curses casting
spells to bring a storm
that will cloud up over bloomington,

and make black the midwest sky
i'm pushing pins into the map to mark the points
for lightning strikes
may the ashes of the university make their way
out to the sea and may the bones of the invaders
mix with the bricks of burned buildings
we will make them into to mortar
and we will build this town again

i'm calling on dark forces to take me back to bloomington
we'll dig some holes and plant some seeds
and grow trees back in the park
so the bums will have some shade to drink
and a place to sleep when it gets dark

nick will get his job back when we re-open the Vonlee
we'll watch movies and eat popcorn
but this time we won't have to sneak
we'll make music in our basements
we'll play 4-square in the streets
we'll carve hexes in our our highways
to ward off the wicked beasts
and this time we'll keep our city
safe we'll keep our city sweet
we'll keep our city free

one by one
and block by block
we watched it slip away
the towers of our enemies grew taller everyday
until at last i cast away and tried to find some better place
but it's wings are wide and cast
it's shadow down on everything
so i'm praying to the lord
and every other god i know
to give me a flaming sword and some extra lightning bolts
and the power to destroy the ones
who took our town away and the strength

we need to build it back into something great
and this time we'll keep our city safe...

and sam will come back from california
and she will know just what we need to do
and all the cool kids that i've met
in all the places that i've went
will hear the booming of the battle
and come too and we'll make this place
into the greatest place there's ever been

all we want is a place to live
the kind of lives to want to live
so i'm rubbing every lantern that i find
and i'm chasing every rainbow that i see

i'm searching the clovers
trying to find one with four leaves
anything that could grant one wish to me (x2)

and portland will not save you
and olympia will fall too
and gainesville will surrender someday
and i know bloomington
will never be the same bloomington
will never be the same