Witch Hunt

Joe was the top guy on a Man Show
A comic on the radio, a boatload of fan bros
Listened for opinions they could pick up
When he said that PC culture’s on a witch hunt

Bitch, what? Aww #Metoo’s got you blue?
Lay down as the woman I'm gonna cater to you
Your wood is important. Relax: decompress
As I tie you up as a place this giant board on your chest

This weight on my shoulders? Can you handle it?
Let it all fall down cause I wanna keep you grounded
All my heavy shit press down on your vital organs
This weight cracks your bones til you scream “No more man”

Good boy! I see your tongue wag
And your eyes bug out. You’re breathless
Goodnight baby. And all my witches
Hunting fuckboys down. We’re flipping the script yeah

Double, double, toil and trouble
As the fire rises, blood will boil and bubble
The blue moon eclipse is high, and under its light
The witches are coming, they’re going hunting tonight

Double, double, boil and bubble
You have summoned up a coven of them, boy, you’re in trouble
You can cry, you can try to hide or run underground
But the witches are coming out, they’re hunting you down

Liam was a movie star on the A-list
Beloved by all, considered one of the greatest
But on a press tour stop he pulled a sick stunt
When he said the #metoo movement is a witch hunt

Bitch, what? How dare you claim, these girls pain is a fallacy
Actually having the audacity to name this Blasphemy
Tragedy and savagery happened in women’s history
You a bitch to me, we’re switching shit up in this century

Who am I, oh you insist?
Bring ya dumbass here, I’ll show you how I lived
Tie you to this rock, piercing thru ya skin and limbs
Say bye to ya kids, hurl you off the sixth st bridge

I am tired of this shit, double boil and bubble
Y’all have summoned a bunch of us, mother fuckas in trouble
I swear y’all talk mad with no consequence
Let’s see how bad y’all get, facing the wrath of a witch

Double, double, toil and trouble
As the fire rises, blood will boil and bubble
The blue moon eclipse is high, and under its light
The witches are coming, they’re going hunting tonight

Double, double, boil and bubble
You have summoned up a coven of them, boy, you’re in trouble
You can cry, you can try to hide or run underground
But the witches are coming out, they’re hunting you down

Donnie was the CEO of America
Beleaguered by scandals, he’d just deny and disparage them
With each day’s bombshell, he’d whip up
A tweet to save face with his base and blame a witch hunt

Bitch, what? American citizens gather around your disgrace of a POTUS
Camera lenses from every state put his face into focus
And witness a witch’s way to serve him his fate
I bet the ratings will be great as he's burned at the stake

We got the flames to roast him hotter than the correspondent’s dinner
If you thought his skin was thin? It's about to get thinner
So gather up the kindling, ring around the rosie, he’s in high demand
Tie a whole lot of rope around his tiny hands

The imminent incineration will be instrumental in proving his innocence
But if he’s a sinner the tinder will immolate him like they do in Leviticus
Listen to the sizzle we’re crisping the skin of the pig as we set him ablaze
And take with him ALL religious extremists and bigots, making America great

Double, double, toil and trouble
As the fire rises, blood will boil and bubble
The blue moon eclipse is high, and under its light
The witches are coming, they’re going hunting tonight

Double, double, boil and bubble
You have summoned up a coven of them, boy, you’re in trouble
You can cry, you can try to hide or run underground
But the witches are coming out, they’re hunting you down