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Time For Tea

There was a little girl, who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead
And when she was good, she was very, very good
But when she was bad, she was homicidal!

Hatchet… Check!
Scalpel… Check!
Rusty steel syringe… Check!
It’s time for war!
It’s time for blood!
It’s time for TEA!

One day that little girl may find a filthy metal spike
And drive it right in the middle of your forehead
For she and her friends, this is very, very good
But for you the game is over – this is revolution!

Hatchet… Check!
Scalpel… Check!
Amputation saw… Check!
It’s time for war!
It’s time for blood!
It’s time for TEA!

We’ve got the tools, we’ve got the time
To punish a most worthy crime against humanity
Somewhere it’s always time for tea
We’ve been trained by the very best
We think you just might be impressed
Eradicate the enemy
Somewhere it’s always time for…
Revenge is a dish that is best served…NOW!

I am that little girl, I have that little curl
Right in the middle of my forehead
And when I am good, I am very, very good
But when I am bad, I am fucking gorgeous!

Hatchet… Check!
Scalpel… Check!
Electroshock Machine… Check!
It’s time for war!
It’s time for blood!
It’s time for TEA!

We’ve got the tools, we’ve got the time
To punish a most worthy crime against humanity
Somewhere it’s always time for tea
We’ve been trained by the very best
We think you just might be impressed
Eradicate the enemy
Eradicate the enemy
Eradicate the enemy
Eradicate the enemy
Eradicate
Eradicate
Eradicate
Eradicate
Revenge is a dish that is best served…NOW!

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What Will I Remember?

What will I remember?
What will I forget?
When this life is ending, and gone
What will I regret?
If tomorrow I don’t wake up, what happens?
My sunrise, or sunset?

If I never were born
If I never died
Would it even matter at all?
What should I decide?
I always imagined I’d mean something to someone
If I won’t, ‘least I tried

When my body suffers
When to breathe is pain
Is it really madness to think…
Think of breaking this chain?
Is the future mine?
God knows I have a past
Where’s my second chapter?
Or will the first also be my last?

Is my story over
If I fall asleep?
Would anybody find me?
And would anybody weep?
I can’t even pretend I care
But songs I’ll never sing…
Well that means something…
Yes, that means something…

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Take The Pill

Take the pill that makes you weaker
Take the pill that makes you sick
Take the pill or you’ll be sorry
Take this bloody pill and make it quick

Take the pill that kills your sex drive
Take the pill that makes you cry
Take the pill that burns your insides
Take the pill that makes you want to die
Be careful what you say…
Today could be your day…

You no longer rule your body
You no longer own those rights
You will wake up when we say so
You will sleep when we shut out the lights
Enjoy your stay…
‘Cause you can’t run away…

Get back in line, get back in line, get back in line…
Get back in line, get back in line, get back in line…
You’ll be just fine…

Take the pill that keeps you quiet
Take the pill that keeps you blind
Take the pill that wipes your memory
Take the pill that’s fucking with your mind
That’s all you have to lose…
That’s funny…

Best that you’re not procreating
Best that you don’t multiply
Better still, let’s sterilize you
Take this pill, the Doctor’s standing by
Pull up your skirt…
And yes, it’s going to hurt…

Get back in line, get back in line, get back in line…
Get back in line, get back in line, get back in line…
You’ll be just fine…

Don’t you wanna be sedated
Don’t you want to ease this pain
If the pills are not effective
Then we will electroshock your brain
We are not happy with your progress
You’re not yet considered “sane”
If these pills are not effective
We’ll electroshock your brain
Don’t even think of spitting out
We know your tricks, we’re on to you
We will check underneath your tongue
We know exactly what you’ll do
Your accusation are a joke
Your credibility is shot
Just keep your eyes down and your mouth shut
That’s the only choice you’ve got
So you’re a Doctor and I am just a crazy little girl…
Who would you believe?
Well he’s a Doctor and you are just a crazy fucking bitch…
Who would you believe?
We’ve filled your prescription, you’ll never run out again
We’ve filled your prescription, the drugs are your only friend
We’ve filled your prescription, you’ll never run out again
We’ve filled your prescription, the drugs are your only friend
Now, take the pill, take the pill, take the pill, take the pill
Take the pill, take the pill, take the pill, take the pill
Take the pill, take the pill, take the pill, take the pill
Take the pill, take the pill, take the pill, take the pill
Take it, take it, take it, take it
Take it, take it, take it, take it
Swallow, swallow, swallow, swallow
Swallow, swallow, swallow, swallow…

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Girls! Girls! Girls!

Step right up
We bring to you the finest entertainment
And I would be pleased to be your humble servant
Accept your hospitality, indulge in abnormality

Step right up
We’ve something here for everyone’s enjoyment
I do this as a gift, not for employment
A portrait of insanity, approach with your humanity

Come see our girls, crazy girls
If you’re willing to be thrilled, this is a hell of a ride
Those girls, crazy girls
They’re hot, they’re nuts, they’re suicidal
Tickets cheap, it’s a crime
And they’re half off after 4 o’ clock, so toss us a dime
To see these lovely freaks of nature for a limited time
Come see the girls, girls, girls

Some of them are really quite attractive as you see
Some are truly hideous, I’m sure that you’ll agree
While others still look rather quite a lot like you and me
But you mustn’t let them fool you, just one more rule

You shouldn’t look this one too long in the eye
And that one, let’s just keep walking by
These ain’t no ordinary girls, and we’ve a steady supply
Grab another cup of tea, and follow me

To see our girls, crazy girls
If you’re willing to be thrilled, this is a hell of a ride
Those girls, crazy girls
They’re hot, they’re nuts, they’re suicidal
Tickets cheap, it’s a crime
And they’re half off after 4 o’ clock, so toss us a dime
To see these lovely freaks of nature for a limited time
Come see the girls, girls, girls

Now, has anybody any clever questions for your guide
For a penny more, go on and ask, we have nothing here to hide.

Quiet down! You sir
If insanity’s primarily a femininish malady,
And no one’s doubting that for it’s a scientific fact,
Then according to the medics, are they faultier genetics?
Are they born with this disease, or is it something they contract?

It has all to do with reproductive organs
Which are naturally unstable in a dame
You see from lunar, we have lunatic, and lunacy, and loony
And they’re always ovulating by the cycle of the moony

I have a question
Has any patient ever been released
Would you send her home if her bizarre behavior would decrease?
For the good of our society, they aren’t to reproduce
So while they may pretend propriety, we’ll never let them loose

Come see the girls, crazy girls
If you’re willing to be thrilled, this is a hell of a ride
Those girls, crazy girls
They’re hot, they’re nuts, they’re suicidal
Tickets cheap, it’s a crime
And they’re half off after 4 o’ clock, so toss us a dime
To see these lovely freaks of nature for a limited time
Come see the girls, girls, girls

Some are born mad
Some achieve madness
Some have madness thrust upon them
This is the real thing my friends, 100 percent, authentic, mentally-ill
Except just for substitutions
For a little extra on the side, you can arrange
For a slightly more intimate encounter, wink wink
For a tuppence, just a tuppence, a handful of pills to feed the inmates
We’ve got pills for depression, oppression, repression, manic depression
But there’s a pill for everything these days

How big is a lady’s brain?
It’s really very, very small, a simple thought is quite a strain
This seems just a bit inhumane
It’s just a simple little shock, it doesn’t cause her any pain

They’re really more like animals than people
Which haven’t proven having any souls at all.
The only bits that aren’t inferior are bosom and posterior
And these are only useful in a seedy music hall

They don’t bite, well she might
I say this one does look hungry tonight
So get your picture with an inmate
But be sure she’s locked up tight

They’re practically wild sir
Protect your child sir
They can’t recall the taste of freedom
They’re just happy if we feed them

So point and laugh, it isn’t bad
They oughtn’t mind because they’re mad!
If you haven’t got a dime, toss us your pearls
You’re welcome to enjoy

Our girls, crazy girls
If you’re willing to be thrilled, this is a hell of a ride
Those girls, crazy girls
They’re hot, they’re nuts, they’re suicidal
Tickets cheap, it’s a crime
And they’re half price after 4 o’ clock, so toss us a dime
To see these lovely freaks of nature for a limited time

I’ve got a lot more words to say, but I just can’t make them rhyme
So ladies, let this be a lesson to you, keep your hair uncut
Your corsets tight, your morals high
Your knitting neat, your yappers shut
This is what comes of over-educating,
mentally over-stimulating,
too much serious conversating,
organized religion-hating,
sinful over-copulating,
marriage without pro-creating,
girl-on-girl caught lesbiating,
she was caught while masturbating,
they all mind manipulating,
chronically hallucinating,
certainly there’s no debating,
some we just find fascinating,
women’s rights facilitating,
independent thought creating,
she just may be complicating,
get your money out we’re waiting

To see those
Girls!
Girls!
Girls!

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I Don’t Understand

[Thomson:]
Let me take your picture…

[Emily:]
Is that a camera?

[Thomson:]
Yes, it is. And when I light the powder…

[Emily:]
Ah! How long does it take?

[Thomson:]
Well, are you very good at sitting still?

[Emily:]
Why do you ask?

[Thomson:]
For, if you’re not, then we’ll have to clamp your head in place…

[Emily:]
You really do that?

[Thomson:]
You’d be surprised how often.

[Emily:]
I’ve had enough of clamps…

[Thomson:]
I don’t understand…

[Emily:]
He doesn’t, does he…

[Thomson:]
What are all these bruises?

[Emily:]
Does he know where he is?

[Thomson:]
These lacerations… may I look?

[Emily:]
What’s all this for?

[Thomson:]
Why is she here? She doesn’t seem to be insane at all…
Would you allow me to place these flowers in your hair?

[Emily:]
He seems so nervous…

[Thomson:]
Pardon me…

[Emily:]
He’s very pretty…

[Thomson:]
There now… better then by far.

[Emily:]
Should we hide the scar?

[Thomson:]
No! The scar is beautiful… it’s like a heart…

[Emily:]
I’m like Ophelia again. Is it ever over? Will never end? What accounts for this morbid fascination with this suicidal girls? Pretend you’re drowning… moan and sigh… only thing you’re not told is the reason why. This obsession is madness at its most perverse. My God, what in the world could be the purpose of this game when every time it ends the same? Poor Shakespeare’s turning in his grave! Still I must behave… Doctor’s little slave…

[Thomson:]
No! No, that’s perfect! Don’t move an inch! That’s far more real.
I’ve never seen a face like hers… the world should look upon it…
Well, I suppose that’s why they’ve brought me here. Miss I think you…

[Emily:]
I’ve done nothing…

[Thomson:]
She’s done more than she knows…

[Emily:]
I haven’t heard those words in years… The Chaser’s coming for me…

[Thomson:]
Why must she be chained? I don’t understand…

[Emily:]
He doesn’t, does he…


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We Want Them Young

[Doctors:]
We want them young
We want them fresh
We want them
We want them now!

[Inmates:]
We want our freedom from this prison
Help us!
Please let us out!

[New Inmate:]
I should be home by now…
Someone will come for me…

[Dr. Stockill:]
It was they who sent you to our fine institution
You’re difficult, we are the solution
God, didn’t you know, didn’t you think, didn’t you see
Fool!

[Doctors:]
Look to your neighbors
To your friends
Look to your daughters
To your wives
You must release them to our care
You are endangering your lives
Let us relieve you of your burden
From the fear you’re living in
Protect yourselves from their corruption
From their wickedness and sin

[Inmates:]
It’s far too crowded in this cell
We are not living — we’re in Hell!
When will the tables finally turn?
When will they fall?

[Doctors:]
When will they burn?

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If I Burn

[Emily, Ghosts:]
I could beg a thousand times
I could explain, I could use rhymes
And rhythms meant to catch your eye
But I know you won’t see
I could cry a thousand tears
I could appease your secret fears
But the louder that I scream
The harder your machines close over me

But I don’t care
Maybe I’m afraid, but still I swear
You could take my life with conscience clear
But you should still hear that

If I burn, you will see
The fire in your mind when you sleep
And if I rise up in smoke around your eyes
You’ll know it’s me
And the rain won’t wash away
The ashes underneath your nails today
Doesn’t matter where you go or what you do
‘Cause if I burn, so will you

I could bargain but I’d lose
You’ll sell the parts that you don’t use
Yes, I could beg you to be merciful and set me free
I could threaten you with Hell
Or I could promise not to tell
But the softer I became
The harder your machines close over me

But I don’t care
Maybe I’m afraid, but still I swear
You could take my life with conscience clear
But you should hear that

If I burn, you will see
The fire in your mind when you sleep
And if I rise up in smoke around your eyes
You’ll know it’s me
And the rain won’t wash away
The ashes underneath your nails today
Doesn’t matter where you go or what you do
‘Cause if I burn, so will you

When you sleep you’ll feel my icy fingers
Crawling down your back
And when you wake you’ll find me right beside you
Waiting to attack
And when you walk I will be right behind you
Quickening my steps
And when you try to shut me out
I will be laughing in your head

Oh, I’ll be there
Maybe I’m afraid, but still I swear
You could take my life with conscience clear
But you should still hear that

If I burn, you will see
The fire in your mind when you sleep
And if I rise up in smoke around your eyes
You’ll know it’s me
And the rain won’t wash away
The ashes underneath your nails today
Doesn’t matter where you go or what you do
‘Cause if I burn, so will you

There are two sides to every story… except for this one!

It’s not over ‘til it’s over, and it’s never over
You can break me
Death can take me
But it’s never over
It’s not over ‘til it’s over, and it’s never over
You can break me
Death can take me
But it’s never over

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Scavenger

[Scavenger:]
I am a Scavenger
And I’ll take what I need
This isn’t personal
We’ve all got mouths to feed
Supply and demand…
Supply and demand…

I am a Scavenger
A Resurrectionist
Yes, I enjoy my work
I’m a perfectionist
Supply and demand…
Supply and demand…

One man’s trash is another’s treasure
One man’s cash buys another’s pleasure
I’ll rob from the cradle
And I’ll rob from the grave
It’s just human traffic
And I’m just a slave
To the medical community
They gave me my start
They pay by the part
So I’ll throw in the heart

I am a Scavenger
A vulture, if you will
And if the price is right
I’m not averse to kill
Supply and demand…
Supply and demand…

But surely you understand
It isn’t your diamonds that I’m after
But I’ll take ‘em
Don’t mind if I do
They’ll mean nothing to you
It isn’t your kisses that I’m here for
But I’ll take ‘em
Why should we waste them?
Why shouldn’t I taste them?

There’s always one door that you forget to lock
And I will be waiting…
There’s always one street that you know you shouldn’t walk
And I will be waiting…
Your loved ones may sit upon your stone to prevent me
But I will be waiting…
I will be waiting…
Anticipating…

I am Scavenger…
I am Scavenger…
I am Scavenger…
I am Scavenger…
I am Scavenger…
I am Scavenger…

[simultaneously]
[Girl:]
I should be home by now…
Someone will come for me…
I should be home by now…

[Scavenger:]
Supply and demand…

[Girl:]
Someone will come for me…

[Scavenger:]
Supply and demand…

[Girl:]
Someone will come for me…

[Scavenger:]
Supply and demand…
Supply and demand…
Supply and demand…

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