witches (homebrew version)

Eat the rich, eat the poor Whoever you're in the mood for Sissy likes those skinny kids And me, I eat when I get bored Dinner's cold You're being rude Don't sit there playing with your food There are starving kids in Africa And one day we will eat them, too I think this one has gut worm I think this one's my friend Who earned those stripes and scars In the culture war reenactment I think this one was famous And this one can be Ken I forget what this one's name was But I think this one's my friend Double double, toil and trouble I'm gonna get you in trouble Social bubble, spoiled and stubbled I'm gonna get you in trouble Will you cast off your chains? Will you put on these chains? A promise of fair trade: Your friends for a nickname You didn't show again You let them down You lied They'll never call you dad, now Double double, toil and trouble I'm gonna get you in trouble Social bubble, spoiled and stubbled I'm gonna get you in trouble