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Lyrics
A short little frame and a spiritual name
Calls herself a new-age guru
And boasts how she walks on broken glass
But the bitch, she wears her shoes
Oh, she preys on the weak like a blood-sucking freak
Gets her hooks under the skin
She spins her web, catches gullible flies
Drains a brain and then move on in
And now another sucker has lost control
To that evil junky pixie's twisted soul
Yes, she's made a home in another naive dome
Oh, that evil junky pixie and her evil junky soul
With a heart so black made for psychic attack
Of the most uncharitable kind
She feeds like a leech, needs her fixes of power
From any willing victim she can find
Likes to pull strings, and control things
Got her puppets where she wants them to be
And for the trouble of her sinister manipulation
She will charge an extortionate fee
And now another sucker has lost control
To that evil junky pixie's twisted soul
Yes, she's made a home in another naive dome
Oh, that evil junky pixie and her evil junky soul
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