Fast fingers scratch my rear
Yet, no-one sees them here
Sly motions won't appear,
.....It's Itchcraft !

A nostril pick or two
For others not in view
Mastering what I do,
.....It's Itchcraft !

Yes, it's Itchcraft ! Tricky Itchcraft !
And altho' I know such acts are taboo..
When scratch demands the need in me
High magic spurs great speed in me
The public eyes can't read what I do....

If I were filthy rich,
All treasure in my niche
I'd trade to scratch one itch, it's true..

I've got Itchcraft ! Voodoo Itchcraft !
Though society, tells me it's strictly taboo..
I've got a good defense for it
I bear no consequence for it
Add quite an eloquence to it, too

It's Itchcraft ! Spooky Itchcraft !

Itchcraft !
Ohhhh, Itchcraft !

Itchcraft !