Witchin' in Salem

[Verse] Brooms parked on the curb, ghosts swerve through the lanes, Salem where the witches sip pumpkin chai lattes, Black cats and tall hats, spell-casting on the hustle, Cobbled streets, history crackle like a rustle. [Verse 2] From Harvard to the harbor, lobster rolls in the pouch, Boston baked beans while the Red Sox knock ‘em out, Fenway from window, skyline lit like Gotham, Bruins ice-glistening, arenas full of 'em. [Chorus] Witchin' in Salem while the Boston lights glow, New England roots run deeper than the snow, Magic in the air, so cold and so bold, From the tea in the harbor to the legends retold. [Bridge] City splits like a spell, witches cast and tell, Concord grapes to double-parked a cappella yell, Dunkin’ runs and clam chowder by the gallon, Pilgrim hats to Patriots, we're New England stallions. [Verse 3] Freedom Trail strollin’, bronze ducklings in a row, Kids trick or treat in Salem where the witches flow, Chinatown dumplings, Beacon Hill’s thrill, Red bricks and green monsters, history standing still. [Chorus] Witchin' in Salem while the Boston lights glow, New England roots run deeper than the snow, Magic in the air, so cold and so bold, From the tea in the harbor to the legends retold.