| May I introduce you to
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| The world’s most decorated zoo
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| For everything you wish was make-believe
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| Oh, buddy did you know
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| You could shake hands with a demon
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| If you wanna take that dare, so be it
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| You could lose an arm or a leg so easy here
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| So let me give you a scenario
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| And don’t you tell a soul
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| It’s only hypothetical
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| Imagine all your nightmares
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| Contained in a single glorified reformatory
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| Where nothing ever gets out
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| Straitjackets have been worn out
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| Good guys, bad guys accommodated
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| If it don’t make any sense, like it’s something in a story
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| We’ll make sure it stays fiction
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| In our superstitious foundation
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| Medicine unlike any other
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| Coffee machine dispensing blood for a sucker
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| All that we display will never leave
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| But buddy, don’t you know
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| We don’t wanna let armageddon
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| Rear its ugly head like a nuclear weapon
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| We secure, contain, protect
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| So you don’t live in fear
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| Did I even mention
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| The monsters that preside?
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| Where do I begin? |
| Where do I begin?
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| 'Cause there is more than 99
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| The Vermin God, The Anklebiters
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| Brother’s Bride, Shy Guy, Trapped in the Typewriter
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| Snapper of Necks, On A Perfect Day
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| Polaroid, Builder Bear, Hungry Clay
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| Water Orb, River Cat, Draws You In the Book
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| Whistlebones, Abandoned Row Home
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| There Was a Crooked Man, Man’s Best Friend
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| Hateful Star, Desert in a Can
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| And that isn’t even half of it
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| So let me give you a scenario
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| And don’t you tell a soul
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| It’s only hypothetical
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| Let me give you a scenario
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| But don’t you go thinking it’s real
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| Imagine all your nightmares
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| Contained in a single glorified reformatory
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| Where nothing ever gets out
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| Straitjackets have been worn out
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| Good guys, bad guys accommodated
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| If it don’t make any sense, like it’s something in a story
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| We’ll make sure it stays fiction
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| In our superstitious foundation
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| Superstitious foundation
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| Superstitious foundation |