Stormy High Lyrics

Whoaaah



The witch is on your trail, my lord

Stormy stormy high

You've been dying to be set free

Oh curse those honeyed hands



Whoaaah



It wasn't the doctors that finished the pills

He wants the ones that don't crack

But they're dangerous like barbed wire ties

Oh stormy stormy minds



Well, oh, it wasn't us, though, that torched to flames

The fried daughters of oh, no oh

Well you've been up since the last ???

You've been up for so long

Ohhhhh



Stormy stormy high