I'm ridin' high, got my guitar aimed at the sky, kill all the angels, watch the saints die, hey bitch, I am a rock-n-roll witch. All the demons sitting pretty at my right hand, even god is banging his head. I am a rock-n-roll witch.
Grabbing hold my birth destiny with both hands, raise the dead, praise rock-n-roll, till I'm cold in my grave, but lookout, Sunday morning I'll rise. All you suckers bow before your new savior, I am a rock-n-roll witch. All the demons sitting pretty at my right hand, Satan, she has a smile on her face. I am her rock-n-roll witch.
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