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The merry-go-round broke down
As we went round and round
Each time 'twould miss we'd steal a kiss
As the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
The merry-go-round broke down
It made the darndest sound
The lights went low, we both said "Oh!"
And the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oh, what fun, a wonderful time
Finding love for only a dime
The merry-go-round broke down
But you won't see me frown
Things turned out fine and now she's mine
'Cause the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
Ask me why I'm happy singing like a lark
And I'll tell you of an old amusement park
The merry-go-round was there
I gladly paid the fare
My babby rode around with me then suddenly
The merry-go-round broke down
As we went round and round
Each time 'twould miss we'd steal a kiss
As the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
The merry-go-round broke down
It made the darndest sound
The lights went low, we both said "Oh!"
And the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oh, what fun, a wonderful time
Finding love for only a dime
The merry-go-round broke down
But you won't see me frown
Things turned out fine and now she's mine
'Cause the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
The merry-go-round broke down
As we went round and round
Each time 'twould miss we'd steal a kiss
As the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
The merry-go-round broke down
It made the darndest sound
The lights went low, we both said "Oh!"
And the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oh, what fun, a wonderful time
Finding love for only a dime
The merry-go-round broke down
But you won't see me frown
Things turned out fine and now she's mine
'Cause the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
Ask me why I'm happy singing like a lark
And I'll tell you of an old amusement park
The merry-go-round was there
I gladly paid the fare
My babby rode around with me then suddenly
The merry-go-round broke down
As we went round and round
Each time 'twould miss we'd steal a kiss
As the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
The merry-go-round broke down
It made the darndest sound
The lights went low, we both said "Oh!"
And the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oh, what fun, a wonderful time
Finding love for only a dime
The merry-go-round broke down
But you won't see me frown
Things turned out fine and now she's mine
'Cause the merry-go-round went
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah, oom-pah, oom-pah-pah
The merry-go-round broke down
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When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
He said "Will you defeat them,
your demons, and all the non-believers,
the plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join The Black Parade."
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
And when you're gone we want you all to know.
We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it.
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all
Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer for all the broken
Listen here, because it's who we are
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this song
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I! don't! care!
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)
Do or die, you'll never make me (We'll carry on)
Because the world will never take my heart (We'll carry on)
Go and try, you'll never break me (We'll carry)
We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
He said "Will you defeat them,
your demons, and all the non-believers,
the plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join The Black Parade."
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
And when you're gone we want you all to know.
We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it.
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all
Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer for all the broken
Listen here, because it's who we are
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this song
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I! don't! care!
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)
Do or die, you'll never make me (We'll carry on)
Because the world will never take my heart (We'll carry on)
Go and try, you'll never break me (We'll carry)
We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)
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[Part 1: White Sands of Empathica]
The end.
The songwriter’s dead.
The blade fell upon him
Taking him to the white lands
of empathica,
of innocence
Empathica
Innocence
[Part 2: Home]
The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widow writer torn apart by chains of Hell
One last perfect verse
It's still the same old song
Oh Christ, how I hate what I have become
Take me home
Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer’s hideaway
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
Forgive me,
I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for God,
save me
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
My home was there and then, those meadows of heaven
Adventure-filled days
One with every smiling face
Please, no more words
Thoughts from a severed head
No more praise,
Tell me once my heart goes right
Take me home
Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer’s hideaway
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
Forgive me,
I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for God,
save me
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
[Part 3: The Pacific]
Sparkle my scenery
With Turquoise waterfall
With beauty underneath
The ever free
Tuck me in beneath the blue
Beneath the Pain,
Beneath the rain
Goodnight kiss for a child in time
Swaying blade my lullaby
On the shore we sat and hoped
Under the same pale moon
Whose guiding light chose you,
Chose you all
"I’m afraid, I'm so afraid.
being raped, again and again, and again
I know I will die alone
but loved.
You live long enough to hear the sounds of guns,
Long enough to find yourself screaming every night,
Live long enough to see your friends betray you.
For years I've been strapped unto this altar.
Now I only have three minutes and counting.
I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me
a death I always longed for."
[Part 4: Dark Passion Play]
2nd robber to the right of Christ
Cut in half - infanticide
The world will rejoice today
As the crows feast on the rotting poet
Everyone must bury their own
No pack to bury the heart of stone
Now he`s home in hell, serves him well
Slain by the bell, tolling for his farewell
The morning dawned upon his altar
Remains of the dark passion play
Performed by his friends without shame
Spitting on his grave as they came
Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer’s hideaway
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
Forgive me,
I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for God,
save me
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
"Today, in the year of our Lord, 2005
Tuomas was called from the cares of the world
He stopped crying at the end of each beautiful day.
The music he wrote had too long been without silence.
He was found naked and dead,
With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text."
Save me
[Part 5: Mother And Father]
Be still, my son
You`re home
Oh when did you become so cold?
The blade will keep on descending
All you need is to feel my love
Search for beauty, find your shore
Try to save them all, bleed no more
You have such oceans within
In the end, I will always love you
The beginning.
The end.
The songwriter’s dead.
The blade fell upon him
Taking him to the white lands
of empathica,
of innocence
Empathica
Innocence
[Part 2: Home]
The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widow writer torn apart by chains of Hell
One last perfect verse
It's still the same old song
Oh Christ, how I hate what I have become
Take me home
Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer’s hideaway
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
Forgive me,
I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for God,
save me
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
My home was there and then, those meadows of heaven
Adventure-filled days
One with every smiling face
Please, no more words
Thoughts from a severed head
No more praise,
Tell me once my heart goes right
Take me home
Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer’s hideaway
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
Forgive me,
I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for God,
save me
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
[Part 3: The Pacific]
Sparkle my scenery
With Turquoise waterfall
With beauty underneath
The ever free
Tuck me in beneath the blue
Beneath the Pain,
Beneath the rain
Goodnight kiss for a child in time
Swaying blade my lullaby
On the shore we sat and hoped
Under the same pale moon
Whose guiding light chose you,
Chose you all
"I’m afraid, I'm so afraid.
being raped, again and again, and again
I know I will die alone
but loved.
You live long enough to hear the sounds of guns,
Long enough to find yourself screaming every night,
Live long enough to see your friends betray you.
For years I've been strapped unto this altar.
Now I only have three minutes and counting.
I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me
a death I always longed for."
[Part 4: Dark Passion Play]
2nd robber to the right of Christ
Cut in half - infanticide
The world will rejoice today
As the crows feast on the rotting poet
Everyone must bury their own
No pack to bury the heart of stone
Now he`s home in hell, serves him well
Slain by the bell, tolling for his farewell
The morning dawned upon his altar
Remains of the dark passion play
Performed by his friends without shame
Spitting on his grave as they came
Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer’s hideaway
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
Forgive me,
I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for God,
save me
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world
"Today, in the year of our Lord, 2005
Tuomas was called from the cares of the world
He stopped crying at the end of each beautiful day.
The music he wrote had too long been without silence.
He was found naked and dead,
With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text."
Save me
[Part 5: Mother And Father]
Be still, my son
You`re home
Oh when did you become so cold?
The blade will keep on descending
All you need is to feel my love
Search for beauty, find your shore
Try to save them all, bleed no more
You have such oceans within
In the end, I will always love you
The beginning.
Who sleeps shall awake, greeting the shadows from the sun
Who sleeps shall awake, looking through the window of our lives
Waiting for the moment to arrive...
Show us the silence in the rise,
So that we may someday understand...
Who sleeps shall awake, looking through the window of our lives
Waiting for the moment to arrive...
Show us the silence in the rise,
So that we may someday understand...
"Oh, do you mean me?"
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