I was sitting
On the roof of my house
With a shotgun
And a six-pack of beer, six-pack of beer, six-pack of beer

The newscaster says the enemys among us
As bombs explode on the 30 bus
Kill your middle class indecision
Now is not the time for liberal thoughts

So I go Hunting For Witches
I go Hunting For Witches
Heads are going to roll
I go hunting for

In the 90's
Optimistic as a teen
Now it's terror
Airplanes crash into towers

The Daily Mail says the enemys among us
Taking our women and taking our jobs
The reasonable fool is being drowned out
By the non-stop baying, baying. baying for blood

So I go Hunting For Witches
I go Hunting For Witches
Heads are going to roll
I go hunting for

I was an ordinary man with ordinary desires
I watched TV and it formed me
I was an ordinary man with ordinary desires
There must be a possibility

Despaired and misinformed
Fear will keep us all in place

So I go Hunting For Witches
I go Hunting For Witches
Heads are going to roll
I go hunting for

I was an ordinary man with ordinary desires
I watched TV and it formed me
I was an ordinary man with ordinary desires
There must be a possibility

Despaired and misinformed
Fear will keep us all in place