That rock-n-roll, it sure gets me through, that rock-n-roll gets me high when I want to cry. Come on baby, rock-n-roll me through the night, let your rock-n-roll moon shine bright on me.
Rock-n-Roll moon keep shining down on me, rock-n-roll moon, shake me, break my blues and rock me. Rock-n-roll moon.
The house of wiccedness is in town, we're looking for a little magic, I got my wand, listen to it scream. We got one more town to go, one more ritual to initiate our army of wiccedites, watch me weave a spell for you. Come on baby rock-n-roll me.
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