In better times A spell could save you The wine that we threw into a chasm Came right back to you Now it's all so straight and narrow And the skeptics rule the nation The servants scream "always wear black" The stupid sin Pneumatic witch caves Give you astute impression Of the realms of the magic arts Yes, it's all over your head So enjoy the dim vacation A sermon reads "never wear black" There is no now You can tape that to your deviled brow Time came before the end my lord Explain your cattle call What we need is a soft second serve Of your fine approximations Shepherd read Always wear black