The Solution

Tori Amos

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Sire, a candidate Show him in Name? Zachary Flowers Thoroughbred Lagabellon And I have a cure, sir Premature, sir I want your diagnosis first Addiction She's as high as a kite Somewhere in here she's harvesting very magical mushrooms I wish So what she needs to come down is a downer Is it safe? I use it every day Father, wait That's not for me Poppy seeds with sage and thyme Don't resist, inhale the fumes There, there, baby, no big crime You ate too many magic shrooms Heartbeat slows I'm uneasy Vision blurs He's so sleazy Speech slows Eyelids heavy, body queasy Drowsy, dozy, all fuzzy-wuzzy Down Down Down Down You've got it bad Why is she floating? Floating, floating, floating Like a wafting ginger freak With a ginger beak You're nothing but an opium fiend Take him away There's a second, sire There is? Name? Octavius Crab Thoroughbred Lagabellon Father, here's the major thing In the wilderness I saw this, like, secret lake It was amazing And I think it's the source for our tiny bit of H2O I found the lake that gives us life So we must, like, make sure the evil Sea Land King doesn't control it Or we'd have droughts We'd be, like, totally thirsty Who's the roly-poly person? I have a cure I can fix her How dare you? Give me your diagnosis first Anorexia All she needs is fattening up Well, that sounds harmless Father, no I tried to do the right thing when I met the Sea Landers, truly Crème brûlée and larden bread Donuts past a syllabub Girls like you are underfed They need some fat Now eat your grub Tummy bloats I'm uneasy Breathing slows He's so cheesy Gut grows Eyelids heavy, body queasy Glutted, sated, chock-a-block-a Down Down Down Down You've done it, sir Why is she floating? Floating, floating, floating Like a mutant bird girl witch She's a puking witch Take him to the stocks There's one more A Mr. Gray He can't speak, he's a stammerer Father, please Parents must make decisions for their children Or children could just do the right thing Gray Come to the point, sir I just need your cure, sir Love, Your Majesty I should listen to Mother In the air she says "What a despicable man your father's become" I know what you want You'll never get it Why would I bring a child into your world? I hope the evil Sea Land King does plunder all our gold Lagabell's over and it's your fault I am the last of the Darcys My girl, you've gone too far Who do you think you are? I have my own solution I'll cure you better Mr. Gray Divorced, fertile, unable to speak Son-in-law Bring them both to the dungeon Did he say the dungeon? The dungeon He has his own solution He has his own sol-