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paul shapera - alice lyrics

alice lyrics
alex:
yeah, so, that’s me. but don’t worry about me right now. i want to talk about the girl, alice. so, it’s been about four years since she’s come to new albion and she spends most of her time in these tunnels underneath the city on this “great task” them angels sent her to do. which apparently involves stealing heaps of the bootleg dolls which are my bread and b+tter. and of course, this entire time she’s been constantly on that sandy drug, which is day by day destroying her mind and body

alice:
in the bas+m+nts far beneath them
where your days just crawl away
and fragments fall from you, the forests that you once knew
a million miles away

in the years since you have come here
all your thoughts have lost their way
and standing in a spot when really you are not cause you are
a million miles away
a million miles away

smiling faces round the fire
with the wolves then you would race
air and wind above and all those who you once loved
a million miles away

in the bas+m+nts far beneath them
where you haunt the endless days
snort the sand slowly forget about the land that lies
a million miles away

steal the pieces of their bodies
and build just like the angels say
parts and hearts of dolls in pieces like your thoughts are all
a million miles away
in the bas+m+nts far beneath them
snort the sand so you can stay
and as the days count on another pice of you is gone
a million miles away
a million miles away

come and join he fun play tea time party
come and join the angel’s degradate cabaret
minds out, heads baked, won’t need em anyway
whiz bang what say scream on sundays

come and join the inamte’s cackaling stage play
come and hold the plot together one more day pray
mondays, mondays do what the angels say
tea with wall of heads tuesdays

heads will roll when the fun time starts
screaming off the roof of a house of cards
there’s heads, hearts, body parts, hands in the cookie jar
dollies piled in the deep dark

heads will roll as you laugh them off
the work of the angels never stops
there’s legs and hands, chests, heads, all of them your friends
party in the body part pile and it never ends

- paul shapera lyrics

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