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1.
Welcome, foolish mortals to the haunted mansion Now everybody gather 'round, crowd it in and abandon Any hope for your survival, your smiles on arrival Quickly turn to terror once you learn this destination's final These marble busts, they follow us like screams behind the bending doors Luigi’s Mansion’s half as horrifying as what lies in store Floating candles down the hallway, never ending, losing hope I feel the walls close in upon my dome, no joke, a hatbox ghost No windows, no doors, no doubt Don't shout, there's only one way out There is no turning back, no key and no latch The only way to escape is through one unspeakable act First the nervous laughter as the horrors start unfolding Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding As you're sensing the room is stretching, you finally get it The only way out's a less than conventional exit This endless chase could then erase me Schaffer, please defenestrate me Basement feels like John Wayne Gary’s Cold embrace like Patrick Swayze Making pottery for Emily Unopened wedding gifts Like Sartre said the onus shifts When no exits open quick No windows, no doors, no doubt Don't shout, there's only one way out There is no turning back, no key and no latch The only way to escape is through one unspeakable act Hanging from the ceiling, that’s how Gracey’s been feeling We’ll find a way out, I’m hoping for sure
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Animated, we watched them with our mama They were rated G, but they brought us trauma Walt created scenes that burned inside our lids These were made for little kids? We were only little kids At 42 minutes in, Bambi’s mom is dead At 36 minutes in, Simba’s dad is dead At 11 minutes in, Carl’s partner is dead Before the opening credits, Nemo’s mother is dead Cinderella’s sisters ripped her dress off and attacked her When Belle was imprisoned she fell in love with her captor Mulan found a burning village where no one survived Ms. DeVille had planned to skin those spotted puppies alive Quasimodo’s disability was ridiculed brutally Dumbo subjected to endless animal cruelty Dr. Facilier killing Ray, crushed him into the ground, and Satan held a demon orgy on a night on Bald Mountain Animated, we watched them with our mama They were rated G, but they brought us trauma Walt created scenes that burned inside our lids These were made for little kids? We were only little kids At 5 minutes in, the Fox’s mama is shot All the hounds in the pound sobbed when Lady got caught Ichabod Crane had crossed the bridge, but it was too late Andy’s toys joined hands and accepted their fate Ariel watched on as Eric’s ship was burnin’ Pocahontas watched on as Kocoum was murdered Sleeping Beauty was assaulted while she was unconscious Snow White was assaulted while she was unconscious Jafar preyed on Jasmine, she was only fifteen Sully utterly terrified little Boo with his scream The Red Queen demanded countless mass decapitations The Tarzan action figure simulated masturbation, look it up Bing Bong was sacrificed so Joy could still make it Lilo and Nani were children when their parents were taken Wall-E was all alone, our whole planet was ruined When Old Yeller turned rabid, poor Travis had to shoot him Animated, we watched them with our mama They were rated G, but they brought us trauma Walt created scenes that burned inside our lids These were made for little kids? We were only little kids
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At Avren's edge, I held you in my hands And on that windy morning you were buried in the sand Though the Horned King was defeated, the pain still lingers Fflewddur wrote a ballad but there’s blood on our fingers Hen Wen saw it coming, Great Belin’s vision The plight of the dreamer, now you’re gone, and I’ve been fishing For a reason to keep fighting for the fans I’ve since betrayed Heartbreaking like a string when I tell them I’m okay Yeah, I first befriended death when I jumped in the cauldron And I was resurrected, those adventures were awesome From Morva to Strongholds, back home to Caer Dallben But now this pig keeper’s saying he sees autumn in my coffin? Tasting sleep again, I wasn’t ready, wasn’t sorry And by the damp embankment I was early to the party With this friend who kindly shared his last apple So why we sinking to the bottom like two statues? In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren I’m sinking to the bottom of the Rivers of Avren In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren It’s where I say goodbye because it’s where my path ends In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren I’m sinking to the bottom of the Rivers of Avren In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren It’s where I will say goodbye I still remember how the Horned King explained it Post-traumatic pain, we sustained it, I retained it A Gwythaint nest in my mind, I was buried Posing for the portraits in the legacy we carried And as the future heroes dream about the magic Prydain finds its saviors while they’re scheming in its attics Here the name they once chanted is now whispered in the halls Taran’s been a ghost for years behind these gilded startled walls Then step in and don't stall though the cauldron’s so black Every fear, every fall to the void, no going back Woken kiln of the night, raising armies from the grave No rivals in your sight when you’re sleeping bold and brave Captured and cast into the water’s cold embrace Leave your gloried past behind as you see Annuvin’s face And when you’re ready to dive in where the river flows forever I’ll find you down in Annwn where our coil’s never severed In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren I’m sinking to the bottom of the Rivers of Avren In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren It’s where I say goodbye because it’s where my path ends In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren I’m sinking to the bottom of the Rivers of Avren In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren It’s where I will say goodbye Sick of all this competition, wishing I was fishing Not dishing up all this gossip on everything I’ve been missing In Prydain the mission’s finished it’s been sick ‘cause how I’m living Is dismissing possibilities for quitting all this slipping? In the Rivers of Avren, the Rivers of Avren It’s where I will say goodbye
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Looking back I should have stopped the interview and fled When the boss they called the Wizard tossed my resume and said “Now listen, kid, I don’t care about your college or your grades Or your references, I only like results and getting paid If you can show me that you’ve got the goods to get ahead and earn Then I can promise you that you will fit in nicely at this firm” “Oh thank you, sir, I will not let you down!” and off I went to work I was determined to impress him and assured I’d keep my word But quickly I was overwhelmed and started falling far Behind the other hires, I was tired, keeping up was hard But if I had my own assistant, I thought I could be a star And so I bought one by the baggie in the bathroom of a bar Then I started going harder, faster than the others I was shining while the luster of my peers began to suffer Working later than the Wizard kept my tricks from figured out When the cap’s away, the mouse will play, I’m the Wizard now I got the job, I’m on the ball I got ambition, I got drive, I got it all I’ll be the future once the boss is driven out Keep on pushing me, well look at me, I’m the Wizard now I will keep on climbing till I’ve won Flying ever higher by the sun Challenges, I’ll take on every one Though your own wizard’s assistant keeps insisting there are none Things were really taking off, those days of wine and roses He goes “profits are up, kid, here’s a raise and a promotion” All the notice and the cash and gifts and bonuses, it goes In one pocket, out the other and directly up my nose But I had grown so cocky and so sloppy at my peak I couldn’t see in my own lack of sleep the cracks had sprung a leak As the water level rose I was drowning in a sea Of the mess I’d made and taking everybody down with me When the Wizard wisened up, he showed up one night after close Where he found me in his office, I was trying on his clothes He said “All the brooms in Salem cannot sweep this under rugs All the buckets in Nantucket cannot bail out what you’ve done You’re fired!” and I was thrown out on the street at last Happened fast, only five hundred fifty-eight seconds had passed I maybe played with magic that I didn’t fully grasp ‘Cause once I’d tasted cheddar, I was caught up in a trap I lost the job, I dropped the ball I had convictions and a life, I lost it all I am a failure, my demons got me driven out With their hooks in me, well look at me, I’m in a prison now I was climbing blinded till I fell Flying high, my wings began to melt Damages invited by myself ’Cause my own wizard’s assistant cast the most relentless spell You tried to take the crown off the boss, a disaster Lost in your own world, living life faster Hands in the air, spun around the circumference Eyes on the prize, but I had to disrupt it Honestly, you were running out of time Water flooding faster, we were both getting high Told me you could use a little santeria A little pixie dust was just what you needed Stars in the sky as you tried as a demigod Semi odd automatic brooms were getting strong But you crossed the line when you sought my throne Through your subtle aim, your envy was shown I said it was the robes but I really didn't care You'll fade into obscurity like that framed hare Your prowess peaked, and I got annoyed So I silenced that squeak, ‘cause I had no choice
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From playgrounds to way down, I’m always campaigning In H-Town, shake a hand and kiss a baby Maybe the voters think I seem a little shady ‘Cause on the back of my head, I’ve got a second face, see? Hey, B, I’m for when reporters finish taping Not for when addressing crowds of gentlemen and ladies It’s crazy, behind closed doors I say things So racy, they leak, I just apologize and blame me Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, take your aim for the middle A politician’s gotta keep their head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, play your base for a fiddle Two faces on one head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, all the papers run drivel Give a spin for the press, head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, they are getting uncivil I can’t make decisions, I’m an elected official Ask the people what they need, it’s me, a leader A cleaner record than the rest and never been a cheater Jeepers, gotta stop a scandal getting deeper Keep her quiet with a diamond necklace and a Beemer Feed an ugly war against the demons in the teamsters A lad from Saint Patrick’s Land will break a couple femurs I’m eager for plans for next Halloween, I’ll see your Behemoth in the ballot booth, pulling on the lever From seniors to teachers, underneath the stairs creatures I need your support, let me make you a believer A schemer, I gerrymander land in Easter The grim reaper, holding foes’ feet to the heater Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, take your aim for the middle A politician’s gotta keep their head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, play your base for a fiddle Two faces on one head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, all the papers run drivel Give a spin for the press, head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, they are getting uncivil I can’t make decisions, I’m an elected official I was made for this, sent to inspire My community of ghouls and vampires Liar, my aspirations run much higher Earn a fortune off of bribes, hide away and retire Though the government’s beholden to a royal empire I’m preaching to the choir, but the crown is admired Fire, I’ll burn the king alive on a pyre Have that phony bony jackass calling me sire Every child will achieve the heights to which they aspire Prosperity for all, my resolve will not tire If required, I’ll collect dirt wearing a wire I will never ever cower from the power I desire Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, take your aim for the middle A politician’s gotta keep their head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, play your base for a fiddle Two faces on one head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, all the papers run drivel Give a spin for the press, head on a swivel Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor, they are getting uncivil I can’t make decisions, I’m an elected official
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In realms where dreams entwined, they’d contrive Dreamfinder and Figment, always side by side Laughter, joyful smiles and adventures they encountered Friends for life even when the pressures mounted But coughing up blood Dreamfinder discovered That he couldn’t keep a secret from his little dragon brother Unseen sickness was taking its toll What’s death? I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know The dimming of a spark wreaked havoc on a heavy heart A well-meaning friend tended to his counterpart Rising on the last dawn from a final dream dreamt It was clear that the spirit had already left The scientist, but the dragon kept on trying at reviving his Companion’s life in spite of his own crying, this Wouldn’t be the way, colors faded to grey Part of Figment died with him that day Finding the lights were going down, down, down, down We kept it moving when you couldn’t keep coming around Dreaming that time would slow it down, down, down, down I’ll keep on going though you can’t keep on going now Memories paled to inspiration bright Top hat by his bed collecting dust every night And the goggles that he wore still sat untouched How could Figment throw them out? He wasn’t in a rush That’s when he remembered what his mentor admonished Never settle for the static, Figment wouldn’t, he had promised Determination sparked deep within With dreams like this how could death ever win? With new vision to him given, Figment knew his newest mission Popped the goggles and the top hat on, the spitting image Of his late friend and mate, then inspired enough He rebuilt the old Dream Mobile and fired it up And with that he returned to where his purpose was found Unwound between the realms where dreams had never known bounds Guided by the Dreamfinder’s final decree Don’t listen to the limits, fly free, fly free, fly free Finding the lights were going down, down, down, down We kept it moving when you couldn’t keep coming around Dreaming that time would slow it down, down, down, down I’ll keep on going though you can’t keep on going now Amongst galaxies and nebulas' grand design Beings of light imparted truths so fine Threads of inspiration, a cosmic ballet Strengthening their bond as the Pleiades played Returning home to realms, familiar and dear To that very sacred spot where winds whispered clear Figment landed the machine and returned the hat To the space atop the rainbow where the two of them once sat The parameters of time and space had shattered into patterns Where a mass of the man’s fans, friends and fam had gathered To remember the professor, share stories and love Even the heavens celebrated with a chorus above And that’s the moment when our Figment finally gleaned That he had been the dreamer, Dreamfinder was the dream A partner he’d created, one that he could never lose In a world where the endings are the ones that we choose Come on, buddy Finding the lights were going down, down, down, down We kept it moving when you couldn’t keep coming around Dreaming that time would slow it down, down, down, down I’ll keep on going though you can’t keep on going now That’s when Figment finally gleaned That he had been the dreamer, Dreamfinder was the dream
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Boogedy 02:57
Oh, Devil, foul and wicked, heed my fervent plea In Lucifer Falls where shadows dance so free You struck a vile accord, a sinister trade A cloak of magic power, your price was paid Young Jonathan, your anger still burns so bright But grasp this, it was Boogedy’s desperate flight Into the waiting arms of the darkness where he’d fall For power over unrequited love, he sacrificed it all And through the windows, I glimpsed the world outside The Pilgrims remained, like an autumn's endless tide But none of us would leave from this place so uninvited While I, a phantom, sat amongst the corpses he ignited You watched as history unfolded its hand Just another helpless witness in this haunted promised land Through the Pequot War, a cruel tempest in the air As you, dear little Jonathan, were trapped in your despair Go to hell, Boogedy, hell with Mr. Boogedy In life you terrorized your whole community In death you paid the price and in perpetuity too Mr. Boogedy, boogedy boogedy boo By the Massachusetts Bay on that moonlit night In the heart of Boston where Revere took his flight I was a silent witness as the news spread like fire The colonies were freed, but I was shackled by that pyre Throughout King Philip's War, a chapter that was veiled in gloom November’s shadow kept you sealed inside your spectral tomb Boogedy returned, a ghost from Hanover’s past, and at last He kept you captive in his mansion under glass Then in the Davis house, Mr. Boogedy's presence grew My eyes bore witness, but there was naught I could do To end his reign in this eternal night My flesh has turned to charcoal as the full moons dance on by With terror closing in, the family felt their foe would yield From his dance macabre across the cursed field Valiantly they fought with wits and nerves of steel To hell they cast him off, his secrets were revealed, so Go to hell, Boogedy, hell with Mr. Boogedy In life you terrorized your whole community In death you paid the price and in perpetuity too Mr. Boogedy, boogedy boogedy boo
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All of this has happened before And it will all happen again But this time it happened in London On a quiet street in Bloomsbury in the West End In the house on the corner where the Darlings lived George and his wife Mary and their charming kids Michael was the little one, John was the middle one Wendy was the eldest at twelve with an interest in Unnatural beings, her believing alone Had invited some magical creature into the home Pixie cut in purple, wings in pink Last name: Erbell, first name: Tink But then the fun stopped, it all got weird Food and jewels vanished, the dog disappeared So scary, her pretty colors melted away She’s no fairy, Tink was malevolent fae Go get ‘em, Tink! With a wink and a play, you’ve been linked with Tink of the Fae Let ‘em have it, Tink! You’re shrinking away to the brink with Tink of the Fae Give it to ‘em, Tink! You’ll sink in the bay, in the drink with Tink of the Fae C’mon do it, Tink! Yeah, think of the day, in a blink, gone, Tink of the Fae See, this is what happens when spirits get crossed Separated from the light, and souls get lost Dark horrors ride on chickens’ backs Cannibal feasts in halls vile and black Demoted angels fallen from grace Banished from heaven to a new dwelling place Could it be your ship? Sailors end up dead Drowning in the night, crimson scythe to your head Look, Tink of Fae has a long legacy Going back millennia, changing forms, let’s see As the banshee, the dullahan, the kelpie and the redcap The changeling, duende, Llorona with the death trap Plus Egyptians and the Greeks were known to believe In the trolls or the oni if you ask the Japanese But I’d rather have a visit from the demons for a while Than a guest named Tink in my London domicile Go get ‘em, Tink! With a wink and a play, you’ve been linked with Tink of the Fae Let ‘em have it, Tink! You’re shrinking away to the brink with Tink of the Fae Give it to ‘em, Tink! You’ll sink in the bay, in the drink with Tink of the Fae C’mon do it, Tink! Yeah, think of the day, in a blink, gone, Tink of the Fae Overnight Tink had turned to an insidious beast Grey skin, red eyes, long hideous teeth Her once sweet song swapped for some frightening hissing Which all the Darlings heard the night that Michael went missing In their search they learned the older son John was gone They found found his glasses in the bramble patch along the lawn Their mom was found hung, assumed a suicide route But George was torn to ribbons from the inside out Then only Wendy remained, but she wasn’t the same The neighbors thought she’d been replaced or somehow changed For days she stayed inside until one night with a scream She wandered off into the streets, the last time she was seen Now the house stands with boarded up doors Where Tink waits for the next to move in Because all of this has happened before And it will all happen again Go get ‘em, Tink! With a wink and a play, you’ve been linked with Tink of the Fae Let ‘em have it, Tink! You’re shrinking away to the brink with Tink of the Fae Give it to ‘em, Tink! You’ll sink in the bay, in the drink with Tink of the Fae C’mon do it, Tink! Yeah, think of the day, in a blink, gone, Tink of the Fae
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[LARS] I’m that weasel with the heart of a dragon with a stun gun Make your body hiccup as I hit you with these Dum Dums Try me, I dare them, get Mickey and tear him Limping like Benny, I bang like a snare drum Why? I be on that Tom and Jerry Dip you like a shoe, paint dripping like a berry Smarty the weasel, remember my name Dethrone the mouse from the kingdom he claims I got killers on my squad, you got Goofies Blast you out the sky, I’m a Red Baron Snoopy Oh boy, rodent dip on the menu tonight ‘Cause the clock’s ticking down on your copyright Bomb in your clubhouse, runaway brain Not a single hit movie that you’ve starred in, just saying I’m the Toon Patrol’s numero uno Holding hands with Minnie as she’s crying at your funeral [MANASSEH MASHI] Five ways to kill a toon today In Judge Doom’s name they play the game Weasels on a hunt, dip in hand Chasing toons from Toontown land Mickey, Donald, Goofy too Pluto, Chip and Dale, they through Weasels on a hunt coming for you Coming for you [JT MUSIC] Coming after Disney is a doozy But even for a toon, I’m a little loony Looking in my eyes, are you feeling oopy? Because I’m a weasel who can make you woozy And I’m gunning for Goofy, who’s he? soon to be missing After the acid in which I’m gonna dip him He’s such a halfwit, but I got precision In spite of the fact that my dizziest vision Gets straight out my jacket, I’m gonna be ripping My posse did not give me one bit permission So a razor is all I got But when I give you a trim, I don’t miss a spot Like an Acme accident, I watch you plotting Frame your ass like you’re Roger Rabbit If you’re rooting for Goofy in this war You don’t have a dog in the fight anymore [STD] You want that sleazy beastie? Easy peasy I’m the weasel in the green suit, call me Greasy When piggies squeezed me, caught a four year pause In Oz, my cellmate was Adebisi Back on the streets, and it’s time for beating Goody two-shoe toons with no rhyme or reason Half expertise and half a lot of luck Now it’s open season on Donald Duck I’ma gut him, I’ma cut him open with a switchblade I’ma handle this one in a quick way Got a towel? Blood is coming sick thick, wow Water fowl, who’s a stubborn nitwit now? I’ll make a pate, but where’s the rest of his body go? Maldita sea la madre que te parió Oh, I’m so ecstatic with the violence and havoc I’m having, I might just die laughing [MANASSEH MASHI] Five ways to kill a toon today In Judge Doom’s name they play the game Weasels on a hunt, dip in hand Chasing toons from Toontown land Mickey, Donald, Goofy too Pluto, Chip and Dale, they through Weasels on a hunt coming for you Coming for you [THE STUPENDIUM] Hey, who's that coming through a cloud of smoke? Got that smog in me, honest, the amount I toke. Got dogs to out-Fox and the Hound to poach. Gonna rap against Wheezy? You're bound to choke. Hey, Pluto! One half of a Duo! Master leads the cast, but check the past and where were you-o? Overlooked for thirty years, you don't appear, not even drew-o. Only came back in the 80s in our film as a cameo. Mute mutt! Whassamatta? Cheshire Cat got your tongue? What's the deal, why ya' keeping shtum? 'Cause if YOU'RE a dog – and GOOFY'S a dog... Why you on a leash? What, you playing dumb? Well, it ain't gonna save ya'! Fine, don't believe me? I'll dip both your bitches, Dinah and Fifi. Coughing fits as I smoke 'em - now, Will your coffin fit when I snub you out? [MC SNAX] Stupid Weasel, I don’t play Not really sure how I got the name What’s that? You heard I ain’t the sharpest tack? Well, how about the one on my baseball bat? Chip and Dale, my new targets Two for one, that’s a bargain I’m hardcore, but you’re Mick Foley I’ll throw you off the cell into the dip, homie I’ve never really been one to call out a sellout But y’all did a reboot after you fell out? I’m the crook? Don’t make me laugh Think I’m dumb? Here’s some math Two little chipmunks running When they see a ’37 Dodge Humpback coming Five weasels above the law And that’s 48 reasons that I love my job [MANASSEH MASHI] Five ways to kill a toon today In Judge Doom’s name they play the game Weasels on a hunt, dip in hand Chasing toons from Toontown land Mickey, Donald, Goofy too Pluto, Chip and Dale, they through Weasels on a hunt coming for you Coming for you
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On a very dark and foggy night out down at the old Red Lobster Inn We were celebrating that the little payment from a job we’d done had just come in See, we’d lured a young and wooden hapless lad into the wicked business of show So then a coachman did approach, and he spoke in a voice so very low When he offered us ten times the coin we’d just raked in For another gig that was no more big than the one that we had just taken He collected young hoodlums, troubled ruffians and punks Juvenile delinquents, rugged ragamuffins, common riff riff and such And once he got them in his grip, he’d put them on a ship and send them off across the sea To a rock only heard in talk and some boozy rumors that we’d not believed With our eyes on the scratch still we had to ask him, “fine, man, but what’s the catch?” He said, “little boys go to Pleasure Island, but they never ever come back” Hi diddle dee dee, hi diddle dee ho All aboard, boys, off to Pleasure Island you go Hi diddle dee dee, and a yo ho ho ho Hoist the sails, lads, off to Pleasure Island you go Off you go, baby Now Pleasure Island was a very nice and perfect paradise for little boys All the food and drink that they could dream, and it was free, and everywhere a pile of toys Not a mom or pop and not a single cop, not a schoolteacher around to make them stop Not a limit to a thing they’d wanna do, they were a herd of calves inside a china shop Big old stogies for the smoking given to them on Tobacco Road There was a rough house for the punch-outs for the ones who want a scrap to go And a lovely model home for busting up, the only reason it was even built And a pool hall where frosty mugs of frothy ale would all so quickly be refilled Oh, they ate and drank, and they smoked and fought, tearing everything around apart Smashing glass and thrashing axes, hacking into priceless works of art At this point we had to ask the coachman, “what part of this amasses any wealth?” He said, “give a bad boy enough rope and soon he’ll make a jackass of himself” Hi diddle dee dee, hi diddle dee ho Anchors away, boys, off to Pleasure Island you go Hi diddle dee dee, and a yo ho ho ho All lads on deck, off to Pleasure Island you go Off you go Then the coachman came in close, and we were stunned with what he told us next See, all the vices and the sins the boys imbibed had been cursed with some evil hex And when they finally reached the very highest peak of self-indulgence, get a load of this They turned to zombies then to donkeys, some ungodly metamorphosis And shadow creatures without features, only creepy green and glowing eyes Shut the doors and locked them tight and slaughtered off the ones who weren’t to size But the livestock that was right got corralled into the shipping crates for selling to The old salt mines, to the circuses, to the carnivals and farms and petting zoos And they’re never seen again, parents now and then search for their kids and fail Ask that one taker, that old clockmaker in the belly of a giant whale For once our conscience finally stopped us, but it washed away with gold displayed We put our puppet pal on the next boat and his ticket was the ace of spades Hi diddle dee dee, hi diddle dee ho All aboard, boys, off to Pleasure Island you go Hi diddle dee dee, and a yo ho ho ho Hoist the sails, lads, off to Pleasure Island you go Hi diddle dee dee, hi diddle dee ho Anchors away, boys, off to Pleasure Island you go Hi diddle dee dee, and a yo ho ho ho All lads on deck, off to Pleasure Island you go Off you go, baby Off you go
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Listen up, gather 'round, let me tell you 'bout a man I knew Henry Ravenswood, a name that history could not undo Built a mining empire, Big Thunder was the name A respected tycoon, so everybody claimed Had a daughter named Melanie, how bad could it be? Obsessed with her love and her chastity As suitors came and went, hoping for her hand One by one they vanished because Henry had a plan Oh, the things that people said of me, I was well aware Of the rumors they had whispered and the theories they had shared How those boys had disappeared, oh, how I had been disparaged But the Thunder Mesa quake was how those paramours had perished I'm no killer, but my choices made a life forever changed Took my legacy, my wife, my own son had grown estranged And all I had remaining in this cruel and fickle world Was protecting from the calloused hands of men, my little girl In the shadowed halls of Ravenswood I’m a captive, misunderstood Drowning in my father’s fears Amidst the echoes of his tears Oh, Father, tell me why Did you hold me, never let me fly? In your love, did you lose your way? Or was it darkness that made you sway? Ravenswood Manor, his opulent keep Now cloaked in shadows with secrets buried deep A train engineer named Jake crossed the line He fell for Melanie with a love divine They had plans to elope, a bid to flee They drew Henry's rage, so Daddy did the deed Luring Jake to help him move something in the attic Sealed in the room with a fate so tragic All the stories got it wrong, this pathetic worker bee Didn't die by my hand, in fact, he had murdered me Though the papers speculated that this Jake had wound up dead This degenerate, this coward had just left the town and fled Some have said they've seen me in the shadows walking past, not A man, but a specter with my head inside a hatbox I hope one day my children will restore the grandeur Of our home, now a haunted hovel called Phantom Manor In the shadowed halls of Ravenswood I’m a captive, misunderstood Drowning in my father’s fears Amidst the echoes of his tears Oh, Father, tell me why Did you hold me, never let me fly? In your love, did you lose your way? Or was it darkness that made you sway?

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The nerdcore scene witnesses a groundbreaking fusion as MC Lars & Schaffer the Darklord combine their lyrical genius in this Disney-inspired concept album. "999" draws its eerie charm from the darker corners of the Disney universe, presenting a musical tapestry woven with threads of the Haunted Mansion, the Black Cauldron, the Sorcerer's Apprentice, and the Nightmare Before Christmas. "999" is not just an auditory experience but a gateway to a world where the lines between the whimsical and the nightmarish blur, promising to take listeners on an unparalleled musical adventure.

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released February 9, 2024

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Track #1 - additional vocals by Liliia Kysil
Track #3 - additional vocals by Ash Tell Em, Christina Rotondo and Atlas Nielsen
Track #6 - additional vocals by Liliia Kysil
Track #7 - additional vocals by Ash Tell Em, additional guitars by Mike Russo
Track #9 - additional vocals by JT Music, The Stupendium, MC Snax and Manasseh Mashi
Track #10 - additional vocals by Anduriña (recorded by Daniela Hart), additional guitars by Mike Russo, additional mandolin and banjo by Jordan Katz
Track #11 - additional vocals by Thomas Blanc, Liliia Kysil and Manasseh Mashi, additional guitars by Mike Russo, additional drums by Mark Schaffer

Album cover artwork by Tom Wood
Produced, mixed & mastered by Rich Matthew
Written & arranged by MC Lars & Schaffer the Darklord

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Schaffer the Darklord

Schaffer the Darklord (or STD) is a New York City-based rapper and comedian with material best-suited for brainy and/or drug- addled audiences. With manic energy, verbose vocabulary and cartoonishly commanding stage presence, STD skewers such topics as hedonistic substance abuse, sexual compulsion, urban anxiety and obsessive cat-enthusiasts. ... more

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