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Once was a magical place

Over time it was lost

Price increased the cost

Now the fortune of the kingdom

Is locked up in its dungeon vaults

The castle floor ties in traps

With coiled wires set back

Decoyed by the old cheese

Now the drawbridge has been lifted

As the millions

They drop to their knees



They pay homage to a king

Whose dreams are burried

In their minds

His tears are frozen stiff

Icicles drip from his eyes



The cold wind blows as it snows

On those who fight to get in

On heads that are small

Disillusioned as they enter

They`re unaware what`s

Behind castle walls

But now it`s written in stone

The king has been overthrown

By jesterly fools

And the power of the people

Shall come to believe they do ruleThey pay homage to a king

Whose dreams are buried

In their minds

His tears are frozen stiff

Icicles drip from his eyes

Welcome to the tragic kingdom

Cornfields of popcorn

Have yet to spring open



Have they lost their heads

Or are they just all blind mice

We`ve heard all their stories

One too many times

Hypnotized by fireflies

That glow in the dark

Midgets that disguise themselves

As tiny little dwarfs

The parade that`s electrical

It serves no real purpose

Just takes up a lot of juice

Just to impress us



Welcome to the tragic kingdom

Cornfields of popcorn

Have yet to spring open

Once was a magical place

Over time it was lost

Price increased the cost

Now the fortune of the kingdom

Is locked up in its dungeon vaults

The castle floor ties in traps

With coiled wires set back

Decoyed by the old cheese

Now the drawbridge has been lifted

As the millions

They drop to their knees



They pay homage to a king

Whose dreams are burried

In their minds

His tears are frozen stiff

Icicles drip from his eyes



The cold wind blows as it snows

On those who fight to get in

On heads that are small

Disillusioned as they enter

They`re unaware what`s

Behind castle walls

But now it`s written in stone

The king has been overthrown

By jesterly fools

And the power of the people

Shall come to believe they do ruleThey pay homage to a king

Whose dreams are buried

In their minds

His tears are frozen stiff

Icicles drip from his eyes

Welcome to the tragic kingdom

Cornfields of popcorn

Have yet to spring open



Have they lost their heads

Or are they just all blind mice

We`ve heard all their stories

One too many times

Hypnotized by fireflies

That glow in the dark

Midgets that disguise themselves

As tiny little dwarfs

The parade that`s electrical

It serves no real purpose

Just takes up a lot of juice

Just to impress us



Welcome to the tragic kingdom

Cornfields of popcorn

Have yet to spring open

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