Changeling

Fill up the Claret Jug We got ourselves a low-life look This one just ain't the same Tighten up the noose and chain Blame it on the mystic folk Bait aside the very thoughts[?], y'know This one's just out of sorts No need for trials or courts They're jumping out of shadows You blame it on the spiritual They're coming out of the shadows You never know what you will find Makin' strange, with one another Burn the changeling, burn the closure[?] One has morphed into the other Is that your wife, is that your lover? We are the ignorant You better not be different, y'know This one just can't be mine I'll deny you every time We'll have no cross to bear Bury them, over there, y'know This one is just a rut This one's an embarrassment They're jumping out of shadows You blame it on the spiritual They're coming out of the shadows You never know what you will find, y'know Makin' strange, with one another Burn the changeling, burn their culture[?] One has morphed into the other Is that your wife, is that your lover? Makin' strange, with one another Shallow graves with shallow covers Up above the pious crossroads Is that your son, is that your daughter? Who is this witch, this wretched fairy? Where is my Bridget, oh where is she? She's makin' strange She's makin' strange She's makin' strange She's makin' strange! The strangeling[?] Is makin' strange This changeling Is makin' strange This changelin' Is makin' strange This changeling Is makin' change!