The only kind of magic that's real
And I was a master once
just how did I feel
It doesn't leave a lot behind
And like everything else
it's all in the mind
If I don't break this
latest spell
I don't know what's next
but it won't be pretty
And I keep going back
to the well
How can I still feel vexed
by a substandard ditty
no more getting out
of my head anymore
no more to work it work it
I wrap the cord around
once twice tight
brace my feet and jerk it
what
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