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Spiral down the path |
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Of least resistance |
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Down a chute to a bed of nails |
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That becomes a trampoline |
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Bouncing lost souls |
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Emperor Ludwig is with us |
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From extreme to extreme |
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So is Doctor |
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TTechnicolor stairs and spires |
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Fantasia trips and wires5,000 happy fingers |
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Ready to play our song |
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Vortex recedes |
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All I hear and see |
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Echoes of my face and fears |
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In a chamber of one way mirrors |
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Voices from the drain |
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Whisper like machines |
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Now that you're in our dimension |
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You'll never leave |
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To leash and harvest thee |
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Ahh, treasure gleams |
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Down, down to |
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Bermuda Triangle |
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Sink, sink 10,000 feet below |
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Time to finally meet the zookeepers |
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We let swallow us whole |
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MothsLight any flame |
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They fly right in |
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Deep in Chinatown |
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In New York |
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CityDrop a coin into a cage |
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Chickens dance on a hot plate |
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Hot foot round & round |
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Til the wheel runs down |
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That's you as we view |
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Through our ceiling of glass |
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KneelAl Jolson style |
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Please, please |
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Can I get a raise |
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Crawl, crawl through the steaming jungle |
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Please, please more purple kool aid |
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Tabloid beauty corpses point the way |
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We're not in |
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Kansas any more |
