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INTERPRÉTATION
JT Music
JT Music
Interprète
John Warren Gelardi
John Warren Gelardi
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Timothy Christian Ames
Timothy Christian Ames
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Paroles

Hello, my name is Amanda Tell me, can you help me find Where to take my new adventure? 'Cause I don't wanna stay inside Why are all the children hiding? Can they come and play outside? Where the pipers are a-piping, only one of 'em is pied Which means it's time to make an apple pie (it's now time) Some eggs may break, but that's just life (they will die) The oven's set to bake, go get a butcher's knife I'll show you on the tapes, just how you wanna slice Whoa, this isn't safe at all for the children Couldn't we wait for adult supervision? Listen, instead of tolling in the kitchen Why don't we rescue a lonely little kitten? (Meow) Something reeks, I smell the rot The dead can speak, but sheep can not All the better (Huh?) To keep a secret (oh) You saw the letter (yep), but did you read it? (No) The monsters are locked in the attic (where they see) You want the story that we didn't show? Is that what for you clicked this video? Now I know you're afraid, just to ask it (Don't press play) Was it tragic? (Look away) Something demonic or was it magic? Can you tell me? (Can you tell me?) You're the answer to my call The adventure with which, I'm enthralled Apple pie might get hot, give it time, it'll rot Just the same as the rest of us all You will answer to my call Been adventurin', since you could crawl But what once was alive will rot when it dies From the stench of it, can not be far (can not be far) Sorry 'bout Amanda, not to make a scene She wants an adventure, but what does that mean? Try not to upset her, keep her grass so green Tell me, would you rather have apple pie or peach? When your appetite is seeking out demonic drama Because you lost your ma and papa Keep your trauma, locked in a box (bury it beside Mr. Fox) You could wrap it like a present for your friend It should be shared, so you'd better send As you let the tape unravel Say something that's inconsequential like Bye, yell, bye, yell, bye, yell Ba-lamb, ba-lamb, ba-lamb I'm in my hell, my hell, my hell With the pie man, pie man, pie man Got a question, can you answer What's the opposite of alive? (Underground or deprived) When you rot like a sandwich and die (in your grave) You'll know why (you're not safe) All the bread you brought home has a price Was it worth it? You're the answer to my call The adventure with which I'm enthralled Apple pie might get hot, give it time, it'll rot Just the same as the rest of us all You will answer to my call Been adventurin' since you could crawl But what once was alive, will rot when it dies From the stench of it, can not be far Keep it quiet 'cause I'm tryna warn ya Before I'm put on the cutting board Although I'm a sheep, I don't think I was born one Does her hair cover both her horns up? Bullshit, I'm no bully, pay no mind to Wooly When you feel something pulling you in (ice is thin) Let it win (hide your sins) By the hair on my chinny-chin-chin You're the answer to my call The adventure with which I'm enthralled Apple pie might get hot, give it time, it'll rot Just the same as the rest of us all You will answer to my call Your adventure will clamber and crawl But what once was alive, will rot when it dies Like the rest of us, dead are us all
Writer(s): John Gelardi, Timothy Ames Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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