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!