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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:50:06 GMT -5
Moderator Edit: An updated version of this thread can be found here: The Tragic Treasury Lyrics by Dante--- On this page, you'll read the lyrics of the songs recorded on the audiotapes of books 1-11. Written and recorded by the Gothic Archies, these songs often have a theme related to their respective audiobooks. I have put a LOT of hard work into writting these down, and I will NOT accept anyone using these on their own sites without permission, or taking credit for my work. If you want to use these lyrics for any purpose, please contact me and ASK for permission. Just ask. I'll usually let you use them. And don't think you can sneak away with these lyrics without my noticing. I've embedded tiny mistakes in the lyrics on purpose, so I'll be able to easily identify whether you stole it or not. If and when I find you, thief, I will publically humiliate you, ban you, and never let you forget it. I will turn you into scum of the Lemony Snicket e-community. Deal? Okay, enjoy the lyrics. These songs are cool.
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:50:49 GMT -5
The Bad Beginning - Scream and Run Away
The Count has an eye on his ankle, and lives in a horrible place. He wants all your money, he's never at all funny. He wants to remove your face.
And you might be thinking "What a romp this is," but wait 'til you meet his accomplices. When you see Count Olaf you're suddenly full of disgust and despair and dismay.
In the hole of the soul of Count Olaf there's no love, when you see Count Olaf, count to zero, then scream and run away, scream, scream, scream, and run away.
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, or die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die. Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, or die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die.
Two women with powdered white faces, and one long-nosed bald man with warts. Things worsen and worsen, there's a hook-handed person, and others with nastier parts.
This evil and unpleasant crew, completes Count Olaf's acting troupe. The goal of Count Olaf is getting control of the fortune of urchins and orphans alike. I mean horrors, Count Olaf is no laughing matter, when you see Count Olaf, count to zero, then scream and run away, scream, scream, scream and run away.
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, or die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, or die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die.
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:52:03 GMT -5
The Reptile Room - In the Reptile Room
In the reptile room, Where the baby screams, Weirder creatures loom, Than in all of your dreams.
In the reptile room, Hither and thither, Creatures from cartoons, Slither any-whither.
In the reptile room, Anacondas dance, Will they be our doom, Will we be their bon-bons?
And you wanna know, wanna know, wanna know why I frown? Well I'm smiling, I'm just smiling upside down.
In the reptile room, There’s an evil man, In a strange costume, Do not ride in his van.
In the reptile room, Are pythons at play? In the murky gloom, What a horrible day…
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:52:42 GMT -5
The Wide Window - The World is A Very Scary Place
The world is a very scary place, my dear. It's hurled and it's twirled through outer space I fear.
So many ways to lose your skin in it. The number of ways to die is infinite.
The world is a very scary thing, I find. It curled all my toes and it’s curling my mind.
When I was young my study was candies, but they attract tarantulas and bees.
Some people act as if there were nothing wrong, due to the fact they haven't heard this song.
The world is a very scary place to go. It's whirled and it’s swirled with death-like pace, you know.
You may have found my views unorthodox, but now the wolf is at the door, it knocks…
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:53:25 GMT -5
Miserable Mill – Gone, Gone, Gone
Gone, gone, the girl in brocade, Gone the words we might have said. Howl winds because she is dead, And gone, gone, gone.
Were teary, teary eyes once bright, weary sighs the tune. Dreary, dreary for all the night, and eerie light of the moon.
Gone, gone my Beatrice. Gone the lips I longed to kiss, into a black and bleak abyss, Gone, gone, gone.
Were teary, teary eyes once bright, weary sighs the tune. Dreary, dreary for all the night, and eerie light of the moon.
Were teary, teary eyes once bright, weary sighs the tune. Dreary, dreary for all the night, and eerie light of the moon…
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:54:35 GMT -5
The Austere Academy- When You Play the Violin
I have known little civility, sir. Few have been kind, fewer truthful. And though within my ability, sir, I remain dutifully youthful.
I go gray, then bald, with chagrin, when you play the violin. How I pray for death to begin, when you play the violin. True, there’s been trouble and trickery, sir, trembling and tribulations. Twitches from switches of hickory, sir, you sir and your usurpation.
But my patience wears very thin, when you play the violin. How I stay I can’t imagine, when you play the violin.
I’ve endured struggling and thuggery, sir. Physical Ed and psychosis. Sculleries, skulls, and skullduggeries, sir, Haplessness, hype and hypnosis.
But oy vay! the horrible din, when you play the violin. You betray an ear made of tin, when you play, when you slay the violin…
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:56:33 GMT -5
The Ersatz Elevator - This Abyss
This abyss, this lightless void. This abyss, of world destroyed.
Even in the darkest forest, fireflies are flickering.
But not in this, abyss.
This abyss, of black increased, This abyss, without surcease.
Even in the deepest ocean, there’ a little moonlight.
This abyss, of night unbound. This abyss, without a sound.
Even in your bedroom shadow, there is something moving…
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:57:13 GMT -5
The Vile Village - Crows Everywhere
It gets dark around here early, because of all the crows. What they want and where they came from, no one really knows.
Crows are sour and surly, with reason I suppose.
There are crows, crows, crows in the trees, saying crows things, doing as they please. There are crows, crows, crows everywhere, but when I think of you dear I don’t care.
There are crows, crows, crows in the trees, saying crows things, doing as they please. There are crows, crows, crows everywhere, but when I think of you dear, I don’t care.
It gets light around slowly, because of how it goes. Everyday we hear the same dumb list of those crows woes. Thinking they’re so holy while leaving mementos.
There are crows, crows, crows in the trees, saying crow things, doing as they please. There are crows, crows, crows everywhere, but when I think of you dear I don’t care.
I don’t care because I know you love me, unlike all crows lurking above me…
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:57:49 GMT -5
The Hostile Hospital - Smile
Smile. No one cares how you feel. Be vicious, vain and vile. Everything’s yours to steal if you’ll just smile.
Smile. Have you no dignity? Have you no sense of style? You’ll never be pretty until you smile.
Smile, No one cares how you feel. There’s a world to beguile. You can make this world kneel if you’ll just smile…
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 9:59:10 GMT -5
The Hostile Hospital - The Volunteers Fighting Disease
We are volunteers fighting disease, And we're cheerful all day long. If someone said that we were sad, That person would be wrong.
We visit people who are sick, And try to make them smile. Even if their noses bleed, Or if they cough up bile.
Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart shaped balloon.
We visit people who are ill, And try to make them laugh, Even when the doctor says, We must saw them in half.
We sing and sing all night and day, And then we sing some more. We sing to boys with broken bones, And girls whose throats are sore.
Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart shaped balloon.
We sing to men with measles, And to women with the flu. And if you breathe in deadly germs, We'll probably sing to you.
Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart shaped balloon.
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 10:00:02 GMT -5
The Carnivorous Carnival - My Gargoyle
Regal and Royal, We walk down the street, The spring in our feet, Whistling a tune. Hey there L’il Moon, How’s Mr. Sun? I meet everyone walking my gargoyle.
Loving and Loyal, He’s my best friend. Folks can’t comprehend, The fact that he talks. Vultures and hawks, Turn white as doves, As everyone loves my little gargoyle.
I found him on the church. He helps with my research.
People recoil, When the see me. Obviously, I’m pretty extreme. Most people scream, Most of the time. But always when I’m walking my gargoyle.
Puddles may boil, When we go by, My gargoyle and I, Happy again. Beautiful men, Yes without fail. I’m wagging my tails, walking my gargoyle. Wagging my tails, walking my gargoyle…
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Post by Hermedy on Jan 3, 2005 10:00:52 GMT -5
The Slippery Slope - How Do You Slow This Thing Down?
How do you slow this thing down? How do you make this thing slow down? We tried to break, By saying, “Must be some mistake.” Problem unsolved. We said, “Don’t make me get involved.”
How do you slow this thing slow down? How do you make this thing slow down?
How do you slow this thing down? How do you make this thing slow down?
How do you slow this thing down? How do you make this thing slow down? We tried to break, By saying, “Must be some mistake.” Problem unsolved. We said, “Don’t make me get involved.”
How do you slow this thing down? How do you make this thing slow down?
How do you slow this thing down? How do you make this slow down? We tried to break, By saying, “Must be some mistake.” Problem unsolved. We said, “Don’t make me get involved.”
How do you slow this thing down? How do you make this thing slow down? We tried to slow, it down by shrieking, “No, no, no.” We tried to halt, By whimpering, “It’s not my fault.”
How do you slow this thing down? How do you make this thing slow down? It’s not fair, We’ve tried all kinds of prayer. We tried science, It sped up in defiance.
How do you slow this thing down? How do you make this thing slow down?
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