If I won't be able
To hold a good conversation
If I feel big and ballooning
If I turn up todayIf I, I can't be appreciated
I won't be appreciated at all
And if I look red and confusing
Well, I am all of the above'Cause I've been feeding the witches
Feeding them straw
Feeding the witches, the witches
The witches who live next doorYou'd think, they'd have no milk, they'd have no honey
You'd think, they would prefer petroleum
You'd think, they'd have rats' eyes not like Aunt Sally
Yeah, you'd think they wouldn't smile just like your mumSince I've been feeding the witches
Feeding them straw
I am falling for witches, the witches
Who live next door
They live next door, they live next doorIf I start wrong
Too drunk to continue
And if I can't shout
I can't do things I used toI'll be joining the witches
Feeding them straw
I'll be feeding the witches, the witchesYes, I'll be joining the witches
Feeding them straw
I'll be joining the witches
The witches who live next doorWho live next door, they live next door
They live next door, live next door
Live next doorYes, they live next
Sure they live next
Sure they live, yes
Yes, sure they live
Yes, they live, yeah