Black Magic, White Magic
Black magic, White magic it’s all the same,
it’s all devil worship, it’s just in the name.
These people all think that they’re clever sods too,
by casting their spells there is nought they can’t do.
Black magic, White magic it’s all the same,
all witches and wizards are just plain insane.
They know it’s not real, they’re on a power trip.
do they really imagine that we are all thick.
Black magic, White magic it’s all the same,
they all believe that there’s more to life’s game
than what you can see or the things you have heard,
any sane person knows this is absurd.
Black magic, White magic it’s all the same,
the trouble and misery that’s caused by this game.
The spells that they cast are just wrecking my life
for they get all the good things and leave nothing but strife.
Black magic, White magic it’s all the same,
I’ll stick to religion it’s more like my game.
I’ll pray for some money for me and my wife,
I don’t need magic to help me through life.
Black magic, white magic it’s all the same,
maybe religion is part of this game?
If that is the case I must think this one through,
now where did I leave that good book on Voodoo.
Ivor G Davies
Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2016
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