I’ve got all the magic I need

I got sinister things waiting for you in my rattle bag

Egyptian rings, and the dust of kings, and the tooth of a hag

The bones of Keats, the tongues of cheats, and a mad dog’s eye

And I’m going to make you love me and you won’t know why

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I’ve got war paints, the skulls of saints, don’t you want to see ‘em

The blood of popes, and Tyburn ropes from the Black Museum

I’ve got Frederick Delius’ finger, Wordsworth’s tattoo

And I’m going to love you with everything, and I think you’re going to love me to

I’ve got all the magic I need, all the magic I need

I’m going to do the business on you

I’ve got all the magic I need

/Richard Thompson