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Return to Oz Scissor Sisters Once there was a man, Who had a little too much, Time on his hands, He never stopped to think, That he was getting older. When his night came to an end, He tried to grasp for his last friend, And pretend, That he could wish himself health, On a four-leaf clover. He said is this the Return to Oz? The grass is dead The gold is brown And the sky has claws. there's a wind-up man Walking round and round. What once was Emerald City's Now a Crystal Town It's three o'clock in the morning, You get a phone call From the queen with a hundred heads She says that they're all dead She tried the last one on It couldn't speak, fell off And now she just wanders the halls Thinking nothing Thinking nothing at all
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Once there was a man,
Who had a little too much,
Time on his hands,
He never stopped to think,
That he was getting older.
When his night came to an end,
He tried to grasp for his last friend,
And pretend,
That he could wish himself health,
On a four-leaf clover.
He said is this the Return to Oz?
The grass is dead
The gold is brown
And the sky has claws.
there's a wind-up man
Walking round and round.
What once was Emerald City's
Now a Crystal Town
It's three o'clock in the morning,
You get a phone call
From the queen with a hundred heads
She says that they're all dead
She tried the last one on
It couldn't speak, fell off
And now she just wanders the halls
Thinking nothing
Thinking nothing at all
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