Hop on board and let the wind carry you around
 Seems like there's not enough to keep us busy
    till the Lord comes back
 Don Quixote's gotta have another windmill to attack

 Another Witch Hunt looking for evil wherever we can find it
 Off on a tangent, hope the Lord won't mind it
 Another Witch Hunt, takin' a break from all our gospel labor
 On a crusade but we forgot our saber

 There's a new way to spend all our energies
 We're up in arms instead of down on our knees
 Walkin' over dollars trying to find another dime
 Never mind the souls 'cause we really haven't got the time

 So send out the dogs and tally ho
 Before we sleep tonight we've got miles to go
 No one is safe, no stones left unturned
 And we won't stop until somebody gets burned
 Bro Bro Bro Bro Bro Bro Brothers