Lyrics: Autumn Term
Autumn Term — lyrics
Aish trees gave their keys
Yet none will set me free
The woody nightshade drooped her beads
An' bade, come feed on these
Look behind yourself, red-eyed
'Gainst the wilder-mist to what you'll find
I ascend three steps to hell
The school bus heaves up the hill
The sloey spears on Witches Mead
Cussed, cussed, come and lean on these!
Look behind yourself, red-eyed
'Gainst the wilder-mist to what you'll find
Look behind yourself, red-eyed
'Gainst the wilder-mist to what you'll find
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