Fawful:
I have chortles, I have joy!
Shave your hairy lips and be destroyed!
Bathe in fire, have your pants consumed!
Spread the mustard! Zoom, enhance - your doomed!

Cackletta:
Double, double, toil and trouble
Shave you down to naught but stubble!
Sing the stars a symphony
So I will tower above the rubble!

Fawful:
I have chuckles, chuckle at you!
I have geniusness and I have fury!

Fawful sings a song of bad!
There is no victory to be had!

Cackletta:
By the clicking of my hands
My wickedness will rule the land!
Sing the stars a symphony
To echo out this queen's commands!

Both:
We fire up the oven
To light a funeral pyre!
The witch will need no coven
To conquer our desires!
World domination
Mixed with some annihilation!
That is what our dreams are!
Sing it for the Beanstar!

(Same Time)
Fawful:
I have chortles, I have joy!
Cackletta:
Eye of newt and tongue of snake
Fawful:
Shave your hairy lips and be destroyed!
Cackletta:
In the cauldron boil and bake
Fawful:
Bathe in fire, have your pants consumed!
Cackletta:
Lightning's kiss and screechbat's wing!
Fawful:
Spread the mustard! Zoom, enhance - your doomed!
Cackletta:
Give me, give me everything!

Cackletta:
Double, double, toil and trouble
Fawful:
Check the reading!
Cackletta:
Shave you down to naught but stubble!
Fawful:
I have succeeding!
Cackletta:
Sing the stars a symphony
Fawful:
The ones who plumb soon will have defeating!
Cackletta:
So I will tower above the rubble!
Fawful:
I have chuckles, chuckle at you!
Cackletta:
Voice of princess, spore of shroom
Fawful:
I have geniusness and I have fury!
Cackletta:
Give this land its certain doom!
Fawful:
Fawful sings a song of bad!
Cackletta:
Star above and star of bean
Fawful:
There is no victory to be had!
Cackletta:
I wish on you to make me queen!

Cackletta:
By the clicking of my hands
Fawful:
Take the treasure!
Cackletta:
My wickedness will rule the land!
Fawful:
Complete the measure!
Cackletta:
Sing the stars a symphony
Fawful:
You taste of peppers and I have pleasure!
Cackletta:
To echo out this queen's commands!
Both:
We fire up the oven
To light a funeral pyre!
The witch will need no coven
To conquer our desires!

World domination
Mixed with some annihilation!
That is what our dreams are!
Sing it for the Beanstar!