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

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