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Main Titles
00:59
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(instrumental)
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Welcome
00:27
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Piles of old shrunken heads warmly welcome you
A taxidermied owl whispers "Welcome", too
The Loon Attic
The place where all broken strings go but still remain so
Stubbornly out of tune and all askew
Kind of just like me and you
Loon Attic is calling to
All the broken little shrews
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Carvings on the Wall
04:08
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I didn't know
The carvings on the wall were from so long ago
They seem to show
Some kind of language I can see it in the glow
Of my torchlight
I think I might fail if I read it though.
We always knew the day would come
When we would shrivel in the sun
And crumble like a stone
It seems to me
The language on the wall was written urgently
To warn our kind
That we will share the fate of people left behind
That time chewed up and spit them out of the mouth like slime
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8th Wonder
02:02
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Making a sound previously unheard by any human being
Moving at speeds previously unseen by any research team
Wonders of the world
Legends of the age
There once was seven but she is the eighth.
Climb every ocean
Swim every mountain
Just to guarantee you next to me
The way she talks not unlike Jack's beanstalk is something magical.
Her piercing eyes not unlike blackbird pies are a sight to behold
Wonders of the world
Rare and ornate
There once was seven but she is the eighth
Dodge every stairway
Ascend every obstacle
Just to guarantee you next to me
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Treacle
02:27
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Should I be scared of voices in my head filling me with dread?
Or is it just old "witch anxiety" with a hex on me?
Wish that I could tell what I shouldn't feel from what's really real
Am I mad or just a gentle soul in a brutal world?
Take a cup of treacle
Poor it on the people who give me a dead stare
When I try to explain what's happening with my brain
But I'm not even sure if it's there
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Shiny and Round
02:12
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Peace of mind can be yours
If you put a few of these in your mouth
(They're shiny and round)
We can be harmony
If we spread all of these little seeds on our bodies
(Put them in your mouth)
Wait! There's more! Don't change that dial
I've got something else to tell you about
So don't leave that couch
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7. |
Box of Flies
03:04
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In my room there is a box of flies with a lock on it
Everyone knows not to touch my insects
Everyone knows not to touch my friends
They're insects
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Marry Annette
01:58
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Why do strings mean I can't marry her?
I want to marry a marionette
What a strange thing that I cannot marry a marionette
She's made of wood and she's so good
She's made of strings and other things
What a strange thing that I cannot marry a marionette
I want a marionette wedding
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Thumbs
03:02
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In her dreams she sees a thumb
A really big, big one
I wonder why she dreams of thumbs
It comes towards her face
A very scary pace
I wonder why she dreams of thumbs
She's seeing thumbs and I know it sounds dumb
But I fear every thumb that I do see now
I think the digits of giants and midgets
are conspiring to bring our world down
In her dreams she sees a thumb
It's a big one
I wonder why
Now I am always seeing thumbs
Time after time
It makes me cry
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Madame Spider
03:14
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Her fingernails are longer than her life expectancy
Which is not very long
Yet still she breathes in and dwells within her cobwebs in the attic
The Loon Attic
What put me here?
Through a peephole she watches with envy and sadness
She cannot fathom our lives of luxury and hope
The rats her liasons
The ants her spies
She controls the town like puppets on strings
She is the Madame Spider
We are all the larvae and puppies of the Madame Spider
They don't know that she's up there in the attic
The Loon Attic
The Madame Spider
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Reprise
00:49
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(instrumental)
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Bubble and Squeak
02:28
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Locked up in a cell
Road-based ne'er-do-well
Never thought that things would go
This way for Mr. Toad
He always followed
Fads that come and go
Probably should have stayed at home
And messed about in boats
No sweets until you eat all of your bubble and squeak
Our friend in the wood
Uncommonly good
But the others in there though
Sharp teeth and eyes that glow
Their deceit and crime
So different from my comfortable hidey hole
Under the dirt and soil
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A Myriad
01:37
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Everybody thinks I'm dumb
But I've got ravens and worms in my brain
I'm full of a myriad of smart things
Fill me up with mud and leaves
But don't forget the centipedes (They sing)
I'm full of a myriad of pretty things
I may look like a pile of garbage
But my strengths and assets get a lot of mileage
I'm a sewn up trash man and I've got something to say
Myriad of things inside of me
Like a dog from head to toe with fleas
I'm a bag of magic and nothing to sneeze at, baby
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Nameless
01:42
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Woke up in Sigil
On a mortuary slab
To the wisecracking skull
And tattoos on my back
What can change the nature of a man?
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Under the Bed
00:18
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I'm gonna take a train
To the Hourglass Sanatorium
Where is time is not like time is right here
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Magazine Reader
03:09
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Sign your name on the dotted line
Agreeing not to waste my time
I thought I was paralyzed
When you read your prose to me that time
You are not Walt Whitman
You're a literary hitman
Murdering all nuance
Syllables as weapons
I cannot sit by and abide
Sign your name on the dotted line
The isotopes will flow together
And I should I know
I faired the weather
(Poems are not tools of destruction)
(Language is not word reproduction)
"Wasn't Beethoven the one who's blind?"
Isn't that what you replied
When I tried to imply Ludwig was my favorite guy
Like Babydoll you're eager
And a magazine reader
A face in every crowd
On the waterfront I'm seethin'
I can't believe that you replied,
"Wasn't Beethoven the one who's blind?"
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Cheesecake
01:32
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Wait for it to come up in conversation
Don't interject that you would enjoy some cheesecake
Excuse my table manners but, gentlemen, I see a spanner
With the right of way. Hey.
All day I watch TV with ovaltine and plastic gloves
The birds in suits with purple boots will take me away
Wait for the peacock's feathers to expand
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Another Groan
01:39
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He dusts statues of wood from the competition
Up in his private floor
Down in the kitchen sweltering heat
Down in the kitchen hooks hang with meat
How can a worm become a winged beast?
Scheming and plotting will work at least
The slender watchman steps out
To check on everyone's movements
His footsteps clomp on the floor
She has so many birds within her bedroom
And the girl with the heart-shaped face from before
They are twins of the exact mind
They get a visit from young Steerpike
He imagines the baby's face
Another Groan. Another disgrace.
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Wastebin
02:07
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I have no cares at all
Threw them all away in the wastebin
They're still there if you want some
You can have some because I don't need them anymore
In this new day and age
You can't have it all
And you soon will find
If you have it all
You're not quite as happy as you thought you'd be
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It Bodes Well
02:47
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Could have been anyone else
Under this sun of ours
Under the clouds and stars
Loudly they chime the bells
Loudly they chime over time and that's why
It bodes well
Could have loved anything more
From the tall mountains and treacherous valleys
On down to the saltiest shore
Down to the saltiest shore I assure
It bodes well
IT BODES WELL!!!
Why did you go and choose me?
It's so confusing
To you it's amusing but I hardly feel so worthy
I hardly feel so worthy to appeal to a star such as you
And the bells they approve
And the beaches will swoon
And the mountains will move
It bodes well
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Saturnine Showers
01:49
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Pitter patter on tin roof
A dog barks
Echoes through the moors
Saturnine showers fall onto all of us all
Why do they fall onto us all?
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Beekeeper's Suit
04:10
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I know why you feel shy sometimes
Know how to fix it
I'll certainly try
Every single time I see your eyes
I feel like I'm
Going far away and I'm no longer who I even I
I bought you a beekeeper's suit
For your birthday
I hope that you enjoy it and wear it a lot
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O Merry Land
02:17
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O Merry Land
Shore that I come from
Does it even matter where somebody comes from?
If it does
I'm glad I'm from there
Frank Z was from there before he moved to California
Skipjacks at sea
Blue crabs at "Stony's"
Driving to Prince Frederick
Maybe see a movie
O Chesapeake
Harmonica melodies
Late in life discovery
Of a bunch of Muffins
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