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Burn

Mrs. Meek and Mr. Wimpleton
Have a little house up on the sun
The sun, the sun, the sun, the sun
They keep it oh so clean and neat
It’s the neatest place you’ll never see

In their house they have no need of sight
It’s never day, it’s never night
No night, no night, no night, no night
They chase away pain, hatred and fear
In a little while they’ll disappear

I-
Cry-
Try-
Why-
BURN!

Mrs. Meek sees us all as a plague
Mr. Wimpleton will now erase
Erase, erase, erase, erase
The likes of me and you and our kind
A more heinous pair you’ll never find

I-
Cry-
Try-
Why-
BURN!

I try so hard to show, to demonstrate
That we are worthy of the right to live
He only smiles, she only gets irate
They have no sympathy to give

If she, if she only knew
If she, if she only knew

They comprise the sum of all pain
From their evil deeds there’s no refrain
Refrain, refrain, refrain, refrain
I wrap my covers around me so tight
And take my solace in the night
In the night, in the night

I-
Cry-
Try-
Why-
BURN!

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from Inappropriate On Purpose, released December 20, 2008

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Part lover's caress, part pugilist’s fist, songs of THE EXTRAORDINARY CONTRAPTIONS are sonic space-time adventures. This patent-medicine man, time-traveler, gentleman explorer, and madman advance the steampunk rock movement with 2012 album The Time Traveler's Constant, employing danceable prog rock and Victorian aesthetics in genre-bending, aggressive-waltzing stories of steam and strife. ... more

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