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| Night time in Budapest
So many people are waiting in line Darkness without a glow What a night to be watching a Christmas show |
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What a magical mystery feeling
Dancing at the end of their silvery strings Almost human in size Like children with plague in their flesh These Puppets are oh so grotesque |
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Night time in Budapest
The Puppet Theater is so dark inside Gas lamps light the stage We're watching as the curtain begins to rise |
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What a magical mystery feeling
Dancing at the end of their silvery strings Almost human in size Like children with plague in their flesh These Puppets are so grotesque |
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Sssssshhhh...here come the Puppets
There is 1..2...I see 3 Puppets waiting in the wing Then they start to walk, in line And suddenly they're all on the stage I see the Puppet Master high above on the walkway He pulls one string and up goes a leg.. Down goes a head He pulls one more and he lets them all go! |
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No strings, none of them fall, no strings at all...
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I take a look at the Little Drummer Boy, up on the stage.. Oh no
I think he looked at me.. ME, is he alive? I get a little scared...as he starts to play his drum On the skin of his hand, I see a little cut...BLOOD |
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Night time in Budapest
So many things here are not what they seem But we love them all What a night to remember forevermore |
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What a magical mystery feeling
Dancing at the end of their silvery strings Almost human in size Like children with plague in their flesh These Puppets are so grotesque |
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The show has come to an end
The Master himself is on the STAGE With his CHILDREN, the curtain must fall And then the Puppets they are...Gone! |
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