Bad Magic
She used to make confessions
To the priest who sat within
Now she believes in magic signs
And cards and stars and things
It's bad magic, bad magic game she's in
Now don't you try to understand her
She might just pull you in
She wears black shrouds and flowing veils
When you see her, you can't help
But believe those tales
It's bad magic, bad magic game she's in
Now don't you try to understand her
She might just pull you in, yeah
She was once full of pretty thoughts
Like books and flowers and hymns
Just lately we've all noticed
That the signs arе changing
Bad magic, bad magic game she's in
Now don't you try to understand hеr
She might just pull you in, yeah
You'll shake hands with the devil
Say hello to hell
If I was you, I'd let her
Play her game by herself
Bad magic, bad magic game she's in, yeah
Now don't you try to understand her
She might just pull you in, yeah
