This is Sadie sorceress
Let me tell you 'bout this 80's lady named Sadie
She's wild like a witch
She's more fly than quidditch
Smoking winnies and drinking tinnies and glenfiddich
She's a roller blader skating
Masquerading
Squabble and gobble
Eats blood and trouble
Meddles in the metal in it
She flies a handbag freak flag
Dragon scale knapsack
Fur, a pelt of mastodon
Brings it on as carry on
Sharp like parmesan
Living non-partisan
Leviathan cardigan
Elegant artisan
Concealing her identity as an evil entity
Anti-sanctity in a vastity quantity
Nightshade bringing death commander
Have a gander oleander
Poisonous like buttercups
She's dressing up to fuck shit up

Hello love
How are ya?

Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Snapping necks with her broomstick, getting tortuous

The pagan shaman sorceress
Cackling bat shit nonconformist
Moles on her nose so enormous
The public, they can't ignore it
Pitchforks banging on her door
They wanna throw her overboard
To see if she floats or sinks into the floor
There she goes, bobbing on the surface
As the peasants and servants start to yell, "Hooray, sell her to the circus"
But she's had enough of playing it down and playing it dumb
She's dropping bombs on this human scum
Ain't no thing as collateral damage
In this supernatural planet with a habit of getting savage
Making sacrifices for the paradise of perdition
The trials and tribulations for the forbidden religion

Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Snapping necks with her broomstick, getting tortuous

Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Sadie Sorceress
Snapping necks with her broomstick, getting tortuous

The most dangerous, debaucherous, Sadie sorceress