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Everybody look there's a new bandwagon in town Hop on board and let the wind carry you around Seems like there's not enough to keep us busy till the Lord comes back Don Quixote's gotta have another windmill to attack Another Witch Hunt looking for evil wherever we can find it Off on a tangent, hope the Lord won't mind it Another Witch Hunt, takin' a break from all our gospel labor On a crusade but we forgot our saber There's a new way to spend all our energies We're up in arms instead of down on our knees Walkin' over dollars trying to find another dime Never mind the souls 'cause we really haven't got the time So send out the dogs and tally ho Before we sleep tonight we've got miles to go No one is safe, no stones left unturned And we won't stop until somebody gets burned Bro Bro Bro Bro Bro Bro Brothers
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