LYRICS
Guests line up to leave their moldy bedrooms
In a dimly lit, moonlit, motel
The turtles are dancing with raccoons
A zombie joins, but gets a firm "no thank you"
The mannequin's calling for a taxi
With a fee of twenty thousand yen
A familiar voice calls out to me
A feathered creature I have never seen
The crow offers me a smoke
He says "It'll take you for a joyride"
No sir, I think I'd rather choke
Oh I'll be fine
"You're in a web of lies"
"On a busy street
You'll see the cityfolk
Run at the mercy
Of the singing crows.
The raven ponders
If he enjoys the gore,
While he takes
The frontal lobe and eats some more.
Little miss,
Don't sit, come join the fun!
We've only got
12 hours till the party's done.
Paramnesia
Rules this world, so fake a smile!
Take a shot, some scotch
And wait until your trial."
Crows line up to greet the local mushrooms
Sticking flyers on their spotted head
The turtles are eating the raccoons
A zombie sits alone and cries "I hate you"
The mannequin's calling for a taxi
For a crow who knows we have a deal
A familiar voice cries out to me
A feathered creature, and he's come to see me
The crow offers me a smoke
He says "It'll help you kill the third eye"
My, my, you think this is a joke?
"I swear it's fine!"
He's in a web of lies.
The clock takes shots as the dolls relax under the morning sky
They wonder if time would still proceed if they were to die
The devil's work
life, suffice to say
is comedy at best
He wonders if there
will come a time when
he can leave the nest
In a burning town around inferno's court
The crows are laughing with a glass of port
The woman wonders if she enjoys the gore
Still, she takes the devil's heart and
Eats some more
"Little miss?
This isn't the deal we had!"
Oh did I mess it up?
I guess it's just too bad
Paramnesia
Rules this world, so fake a smile!
Take a shot, some scotch
I'll see you at your trial.