when the wind blows the trees
monkeys start to speak "we want breakfast at tiffany's"
you will yell,
cast the spell,
and I will be in hell,
when the wife is in charge of the man,
and I try to do the best I can,
the wicked witch,
will yell,
cast the spell,
and I'll be in hell,
when the sound of trumpets fade,
and I try to make up the fault I made,
the wicked witch,
that stupid bitch,
will yell,
cast the spell,
and I'll be in hell,
But fairies will help me escape from hell
so I can reverse the spell,
take my gun,
and make the wicked witch,
that stupid bitch
run...
and we'll all live happily ever after