Hip, hip, hippie shit
Friends, it looks bad
How do we get out of here?
Laying cards, reading stars
Esoteric song
Laying cards, stars read
Black magic
Picking herbs doesn't help
And no moving glasses either
No horoscope and no oracle
Forget the tarot, cards, wait for good stars
A debacle awaits us
Bach flower therapy, conspiracy theory
Why does the magic never work?
Collecting amber doesn't help
Occult texts stammer, not
Once the seventh book of Moses
Forget the full moon dances, toad leg
Rat tails, that
It's all going to shit
Forget the Crowley curse, your
esoteric book, hippie shit, I've had enough
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