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twelfth night - creepshow lyrics

welcome
welcome
first today to see the creepshow
come see the exhibits
but do not touch
they cannot bear touch
here in the freak show
please do not hang back
it’s hard enough to show people around
the creep show
the creep show
first here on the rack strapped a child’s virgin mind
we see the careful whitecoats
affix their machines veins
to the pulsing neck side
checking dials they monitor reaction
she must love her daddy’s banker
she must love her daddy’s banker
for her part in the creepshow
the creepshow
amanda so sad
amanda
but let’s brush over sadness
give her the pills
and diagnose madness
give her give her give her…
amanda
amandahahahahaha
anymore for any more?
cyril has-or-might-have-been
must fill his l-st
they let him bayonet robots
as his morning const-tutional
to sate his rage
unless he feels his age
we can’t have that
sometimes he’ll watch a war-film
on the moron machine in the corner of his cell
lost in time
lost in mind
cyril writhes like smoke
his bigot’s eyes are slashed skin
their expression none the nicer
for being blank
amanda still mad
amanda
still sad…
and so ladies and gentlemen we come to the nerve centre of the whole
affair, as you will see it is a mirror. to some it is the mirror of
dreams, where every p-ssion, desire and action flit through the still
sp-ces behind its surface, tantalising yet distant. of these many
stand before it until death. to others, it is distorting, everything
in it being warped and buckled by fear, yet perceived as reality.
these will cringe before it, wimpering and immobile, though a few
batter their skulls against the dull sheen, attempting to smash the
horrors they believe to be in the gl-ss or at least attain oblivion,
whichever comes first. some see just a mirror, whilst some see what
at first appears to be their own image which, however, moves _them_
saying, “come on, wake up! who’s running this show anyway?”
now
it’s up to you
use your free will
you dec
ide
yes
you you you decide
whether or not you will return
for if you come again
you’d better bring your ball and chain
unguided embittered attraction of
the creep show
the creep show
the creep show

- twelfth night lyrics

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