Wicca Phase Springs Eternal
Heat
[Verse 1]
Drop bombs on Soviets
'Cause they don't understand
The heat from all your girlfriends
Not enough to make a better plan

European sympathy
For me and all my friends
The men that you sent up
Won't ever come back down, again

[Verse 2]
Drop bombs on your ideas
They don't make any sense
The money in my wallet
And the car I drive do not exist

[Outro]
No one goes to college, anymore