Paroles de Pine Box Derby
To hunt a witch, follow this planCut a switch and dress the back of your hand
When your palms begin to itch
That's the scent that attracts a witch
She may come at you
You will never catch her
The pine-box rock
When it starts rockin' seal it with a coffin
Yeah the pine-box rock
Pine-box rock
To tempt your fate trace a spell bound
Track the coven to their hallowed ground
Draw blood from your fingertip
Mix it with the essence of the sacred witch
You may find your hunted
Brewing in a cauldron
The pine-box rock
When it starts rockin' seal it with a coffin
Yeah the pine-box rock
Pine-box rock
To catch a witch you must be bold
Stomach strong and attitude cold
Steel nerves that won't heed nature's call You will never catch her
The pine-box rock
When it starts rockin' seal it with a coffin
Yeah the pine-box rock
Take the dreaded trip
On a broomstick
Pine-box rock
When it starts rockin' seal it with a coffin
Yeah the pine-box rock
Pine-box rock
To tempt your fate trace a spell bound
Track the coven to their hallowed ground
Draw blood from your fingertip
Mix it with the essence of the sacred witch
You may find your hunted
Brewing in a cauldron
The pine-box rock
When it starts rockin' seal it with a coffin
Yeah the pine-box rock
Pine-box rock
To catch a witch you must be bold
Stomach strong and attitude cold
Steel nerves that won't heed nature's call You will never catch her
The pine-box rock
When it starts rockin' seal it with a coffin
Yeah the pine-box rock
Take the dreaded trip
On a broomstick
Pine-box rock
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