| At the end they take your order
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| Sit down for a meal or two
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| Have something to wash down your lovely brown-fish stew
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| Don’t listen to the siren’s call
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| They come hither, one and all
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| And if you beckon slightly, they slither down the hole (nowhere)
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| Down the hole (nowhere, nowhere)
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| Journey into the Alhambra
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| Preposterous as can be
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| There’s rooms that for the taking, if you can find the key
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| Once when you enter, twice when you go
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| And if you’re going nowhere, let me know
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| Knock one when you will enter, knock twice before you go (nowhere)
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| When you go (nowhere, nowhere)
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| We bathe in heat and oil, but first we paid the toll
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| Picked apart by hungry vultures, who came to claim our souls
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| The flames that light the hallway, to the asylum go
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| Taken into the deepest depths now
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| You’ll never make it home (nowhere)
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| When you go (nowhere, nowhere)
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| Nowhere, nowhere (x8) |