Jake Thackray – The Castleford Ladies Magic Circle Lyrics – New Today Lyrics

The Castleford Ladies’ Magical Circle meets tonight,
In an upstairs aspidistra’d room that’s lit by
candlelight,
Where Elizabeth Jones and Lily O’Grady
And three or four more married ladies
Practice every week unspeakable pagan rites.

Dressed in their Sunday coats and their flowerpot hats,
Respectable middle-aged ladies – running to fat, at
that –
There’s Elizabeth Jones and Lily O’Grady
And three or four more married ladies,
Each with a Woolworth’s broomstick and a tabby cat.

But they don’t waste time with a ouija board or a
seance now and again, no.
None of your wittering, twittering, petty poltergeists
for them. No,
Elizabeth Jones and Lily O’Grady
And three or four more married ladies
Prefer to be tickled by the whiskery chins of bogey
men.

Their husbands potter at snooker down the club,

Unaware of the devilish jiggery-poke and rub-a-dub-dub,
While Elizabeth Jones and Lily O’Grady
And three or four more married ladies
Are frantically dancing naked for Beelzebub.

And after the witches’ picnic and the devil’s grog,
After their savage pantings, their hysterical leap-
frog, well,
Elizabeth Jones and Lily O’Grady
And three or four more married ladies
Go back home for cocoa and the Epilogue.

So be careful how you go of a Saturday night:
If you see a little old lady passing by, it very well
might be
Elizabeth Jones or Lily O’Grady
Or one of those satanical ladies.
Their eyes are wild and bright, their cheekbones all
alight.
Don’t go where they invite,
Because the Castleford Ladies’ Magical Circle meets
tonight.