Posted today in lieu of something that I have written myself is something I found, the lyrics to a song called Wacky Wacky Wicca Chick. I found these at the Zounds Youth Rock Ministry.
Zounds YRM is, in their words, "a Ministry aimed at teens and young adults that uses the rocking power of awesome music to reach out and bring the Word to those that feel traditional church services too boring or uncool. We offer Totally Radical Salvation for today's totally radical kids!"
Wacky Wacky Wicca Chick is from Zounds YRM's second album, No Sympathy for the Devil.
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In the suburbs of our town, there is a girl with a frown.
For her, Christ has no renown. Just a dude in a thorned crown.
Wacky, wacky Wicca chick.
Wacky! Wacky!
Her spells and charms are a trick.
Wacky, Wacky, Wacky!
Dabbles with the Satanic:
Tarot, ouija, and magick.
Wacky! Wacky! Wicca!
Mother Earth, Ishtar, Baal: yes, she claims to know them all.
Goes to a skyclad cabal, spends the Sabbat at the mall.
Wacky, wacky Wicca chick.
Wacky! Wacky!
Weirder than a Catholic.
Wacky, Wacky, Wacky!
Her "Blessed Be"'s just a shtick.
Her other car's a broomstick.
Wacky! Wacky! Wicca!
(Bass solo)
Her religion is a mess. She worships some strange Goddess.
But the Lord don't wear a dress. Now her soul is in distress.
Wacky, wacky Wicca chick.
Wacky! Wacky!
Ambiguously sapphic.
Wacky, Wacky, Wacky!
Heaven or Hell, gotta' pick.
Christ'll be back... Quick! Quick! Quick!
Wacky! Wacky! Wicca!
Wacky! Wacky! Wicca!
Wacky!
Wacky!
Wacky!
Wacky!
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