Are we the Black Box?
Is this just lunacy?
Caught in a dream house
No escape from the cold outside
Open the doors, clean up the floors and see
We're just a poor group, we need your donations
Because we're easy rum, easy coke
Little high, too much low
Any way the play starts doesn't really matter to us, to us.
Connor, just spilled his plan
Put the Skriker to our eyes, sucked us in we must comply
Connor, break had just begun
But now you've gone and took it all away.
Connor, oooh. Didn't mean to break your pride
If we're not at rehearsal tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if the play really matters.
We're late. the time has gone.
Puts voices in my head with you aching like you're dead
Come on, everybody, we've got to go
Got to get to Bower now or face my wrath!
Connor, ooh!
We just want to party!
We sometimes wish you'd come with us again!
I see a little skeleton of a man
Oh my geesh! Oh my geesh! Will you do the Skriker voice?
Connor and his driving! Very very frightening me!
Stop the car! Stop the car! Stop the car! Stop the car!
Stop the car you poor white ho!
My gosh he's po!
I'm just a poor boy I have no food.
He's just a poor boy, and an Eastsider
Spare him his life from this green month old food!
Hard to come, fast to go, I can live on bread alone!
To Atlas! No we will not let you starve! (He is fine!)
To Atlas! We will not let you starve! (He is fine!)
To Atlas! We will not let you starve! (I am fine!)
Will not let you starve!
I am fine!
Will not let you starve!
I am fine! Aaah!
No no no no no no no!
Oh Mama Crawford Mama Crawford, Mama Crawford make him lunch!
I see she has set a sandwich aisde for me, for me for meee!
So you think you can goof off and screw up your lines?
So you think you can leave me to clean up this mess?
Oh guys! Can't do this to me guys!
Where are the slides? Screw it let's just start the show!
All the details matter
Anyone can see
Everything matters
Everything matters to me.
Any way the buck starts. PSSSSSHHHHHH!!! |