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Wicked Annabella lyrics
In a dark and misty house
Where no Christian man has been
Wicked Annabella mixes a brew
That no one's ever seen
Relatives have passed her by
Too scared to even say hello
She's in perpetual midnight
She shuts out the day
And goes about her sinful ways
I, I've seen her hair, I've seen her face
Look towards mine
I, I've felt her eyes burning my sole
Twisting my mind
Little children who are good
Should always go to sleep at night
'Cause wicked Annabella is up in the sky
Hopin' they will open their eyes
Don't go into woods tonight
'Cause underneath the sticks and stones
Are lots of little demons enslaved by Annabella
Waiting just to carry you home
Part of these releases
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- Track 13 on The Village Green Preservation Society
- 12 All Of My Friends Were There
- 14 Monica
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- Track 13 on The Village Green Preservation Society Disc 2
- 12 All Of My Friends Were There
- 14 Monica
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