Lyrics:
Look back on life and you can lose touch with reality Is it normality? The pressure is like a caldron of fire She's my one desire, to retire
Yeah, and I know you see me calling Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah And I know you see me callin Mix that potion in the caldron Looks like I'm back
Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble. Double, double toil and trouble Something wicked this way comes Eye of newt,
Fillet of a fenny snake In the caldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog Wool of bat and tongue of dog. Show his eyes, and grieve his
First, we make a fire And put a magic caldron onto it Then we add some oil and meat And we wait and sing a song Pila-a-a-af, will be made pi-ilaf
They set America free Tell me Where is the blaze of the hobo's caldron? The refuge for these poor and these fallen? It rests in the lines, like
see Bubble up over the caldron Hearing these voices I called them Taking my place in the coffin Because I am feeling just like this too often I got
and caldron bubble Skin the snakes and stack the duffles Pop a bitch. Stack chips like ruffles Eye of newt and toe of frog Wool of bat and tongue of dog Not
spells in a caldron latrine Come one, come all! If you're thin, fat, short or tall, dinosaur or millennial Sick of feeling tired and tired of feeling sick?
a coffin Don't fuck around You might end up in her caldron Wake up Feeling like I'm insecure It's a feeling that I never even felt before My doors shut
make a new claim But speak another spell An incantation Double, double, Toil and trouble, Fire burn and caldron bubble Double, double, Toil and trouble,
victory (x2) Sacrifice to the dark lords is bubblin in the caldron / located what remains at sites where vultures fly around buzzin / a wife is losing
the gurgling crackling caldron in some train yard My beard a roughening coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face Cupped hands 'round a tin can I
Underneath the boiling caldrons Of surrounding flame A veteran from the Windy City Underneath the boiling caldrons Of surrounding flame A veteran
a gurgling Crackling caldron, in some train yard Your beard a roughening coal pile And a dirty hat pulled low across your face Through cupped hands
caldron in some train yard My beard a rustling, a cold towel, A dirty hat pulled low across my face (across my face) Through cupped hands 'round the tin
to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin' Cracklin' caldron
make the summer fall even if the winter springs My brains like a jungle, words like a caldron Ideas tumble round and bounce back like a Spaulding I hope
The day has dawned, the night is done Bones feeling weak, faces are numb One shot, fire and our feet hit the grave We're boiling caldrons 'til
poisoned our veins Drunk on this plague The curtains call, the end is nigh Caldron boils this blood of mine My love repose, the void calls My love dispose,
at the forest! The wolf fell down in a big caldron! He burned his tail, went out so fast He came back never , noooo! Who is afraid of the big bad wolf Big bad
You walkin' on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' Cracklin' caldron in some train yard My
power Image if I mixed that confidence inside my caldron sink With a eye of newt And the skills to think Of enchantments Advance enhancements Got dust
Su Namun My girl's a witch she gone need her a Broom Show & tell with the spells Go & grab a caldron cause We cooking up something doper Than the trap
Discuss these caldron Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In