1. |
No Windows, No Doors
02:20
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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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2. |
Rated G for Trauma
03:04
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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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4. |
The Wizard's Assistant
03:45
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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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The Mayor's Head
02:45
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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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6. |
Finding Dreamfinder
03:56
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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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7. |
Boogedy
02:57
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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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8. |
Tink of the Fae
03:23
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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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10. |
Pleasure Island
04:41
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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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Mr. Ravenswood
03:23
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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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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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