I’m a bad witch I don’t memorize my rites & spells & I kinda find it hard to tell One theban letter from another Not a good witch If I was I’d honor each holiday The ones where the Witches play With the spirits and each other I might believe in magick But lately I’m too depressed to conjure a card trick I’m no wizard Whether my beard is full & white Or my chin is bald & bright I’m still not worthy of that name Won’t turn ya to a lizard Nor a newt or bird of feather You’d only get better When I mistake my embers for flame My mind it should be loose But lately I’m wound up tighter Than the knot on a noose I’m just a sinner Genesis though Revelation tell How I’m going straight to Hell But they don’t tell ya it’s full of saints Less than a winner Whether I’m lost I’m still losing But not consciously choosing To burn out or stay the same Clutching crystals & Stone I’ve only just learned that My soul’s not my own