Hear that rhythm down the street?
Mama’s got a brand new beat.
Whole new use for that leather skin
Knockin’ on the floor, don’t let ’em in!
Women with drums! Women with drums!
Something wicked this way comes!
No place left to run away,
No place left that’s safe to play!
Women with drums! Women with drums!
One and two and hear it spread.
“It’s addictive,” someone said.
Baby’s gone percussion mad,
Spent the money you thought you had.
Women with drums! Women with drums!
Something wicked this way comes!
No place left to run away,
No place left that’s safe to play!
Women with drums! Women with drums!
Sticks, stones, clickin’ them bones,
Doumbeks, claves, traffic cones,
Lookin’ for something thick and tight,
Bangin’ on everything in sight!
Women with drums! Women with drums!
Something wicked this way comes!
No place left to run away,
No place left that’s safe to play!
Women with drums! Women with drums!
Tippers turnin’, watch the sticks fly.
Danger lurks for the guitar guy.
Int’resting shapes in wood and brass.
Don’t say a word or they’ll beat your…head.
Women with drums! Women with drums!
Something wicked this way comes!
No place left to run away,
No place left that’s safe to play!
Women with drums! Women with drums!
Women with drums! Women with drums!
Some damn racket this way comes!
No place left to run away,
No place left that’s safe to play!
Women with drums! Women with drums!
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