Slip The Shackle Songtext

I call your name
Somebody help me
Slip the shackle
Throw down the chain

He said, "I've got a new warden
The Wicked Witch of the West
I'd like to get out of here
I'm under house arrest
She wears a lot of make up
She likes it overdone
She wears rings of sapphire
On every finger but one"

He said, "I've got to whisper
She's in the other room
I've got to tell you
She's the goddess of doom
She's some kind of lover
I'm under some kind of curse Can't judge a book by its cover
Underneath she's even worse"