now get the torches burnin'
'cos the season is returnin'
we'll breathe the air of a thousand years
in the fog and the moon and the wind and the rain
it's a pagan holiday
it's a pagan holiday
it's a pagan holiday
well i see you wear a pentagram
we'll put you on a family plan
we're gonna take you to the standin' stones
and burn you in the wicker man
the trinities are gettin' 'round
but you can't keep a good pagan down
ye better mind yer teeth and treat them nice
or you might wind up a sacrifice |