oh mrs. o
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will you tell us where the naughty children go
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will you show
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how the sky turned white and everybody froze
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heaven knows how they got into the fireplace
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but everybody's saying grace
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and trying to keep a happy face
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and oh mrs. o
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will you teach us how to keep from getting cold
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out we go and you watch us as we face the falling snow
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what a show with our hairdryers aimed heavenwards
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and fifty foot extension cords
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you really have a way with words
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the truth won't save you now
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oh oh oh
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the sky is falling down
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oh oh oh
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watch the vultures count the hours
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april trains may bring strange showers
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oh mrs. o
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will you tell about the time they made you go
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all alone to the palace where they took your only clothes
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we all know
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there's no hell and no hiroshima
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chernobyl was a cover up
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the world is really all in love
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and oh mrs o
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will you leave us hanging now that we are grown
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up and old
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will you kill me if i say i told you so
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we all know
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there's no hitler and no holocaust
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no winter and no santa claus
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and yes virginia all because
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the truth won't save you now
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oh oh oh
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the sky is falling down
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oh oh oh
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everything they ever told us
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shakes our faith and breaks their promise
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but you can stop the truth from leaking
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if you never stop believing......
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Mrs. O
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| The Dresden Dolls |
