Something Wicked (Holy) by Christine Anderson       Eve in the garden gives Adam a hard on   And no one will pardon the snake   Look who invents him and later torments him   Then makes us repent our mistakes      Holy, holy, holy, holy.   Something wicked this way comes   Holy, holy, holy, holy.   Something wicked this way comes      Children and carousels, postcards and Christmas bells   Telling you time has gone by   Wishes and wishing wells, witches cast switching spells   Making it rain in July      Holy, holy, holy, holy.   Something wicked this way comes   Holy, holy, holy, holy.   Something wicked this way comes      Towers of Babylon give me power to babble on   Babble on, babble on, babble on   On and on and on and on...      [Piano interlude]      Princes and billy goats, horses and curses   And what’s more perverse is my mind   It runs in reverse and the part that’s the worst   Is I’m not really sure that it’s mine      Holy, holy, holy, holy.   Something wicked this way comes   Holy, holy, holy, holy.   Something wicked this way comes