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Once was a magical place
Over time it was lost
Price increased the cost
Now the fortune of the kingdom
Is locked up in it's dungeon vaults
The castle floor ties in traps
With coiled wires set back
Decoyed by the old cheese
Now the drawbridge has been lifted
As the millions
They drop to their knees

They pay homage to a king
Whose dreams are burried
In their minds
His tears are frozen stiff
Icicles drip from his eyes

The cold wind blows as it snows
On those who fight to get in
On heads that are small
Disillusioned as they enter
They're unaware what's
Behind castle walls
But now it's written in stone
The king has been overthrown
By jesterly fools
And the power of the people
Shall come to believe they do rule

They pay homage to a king
Whose dreams are buried
In their minds
His tears are frozen stiff
Icicles drip from his eyes
Welcome to the tragic kingdom
Cornfields of popcorn
Have yet to spring open

Have they lost their heads
Or are they just all blind mice
We've heard all their stories
One too many times
Hypnotized by fireflies
That glow in the dark
Midgets that disguise themselves
As tiny little dwarfs
The parade that's electrical
It serves no real purpose
Just takes up a lot of juice
Just to impress us

Welcome to the tragic kingdom
Cornfields of popcorn
Have yet to spring open
Once was a magical place   Over time it was lost   Price increased the cost   Now the fortune of the kingdom   Is locked up in it's dungeon vaults   The castle floor ties in traps   With coiled wires set back   Decoyed by the old cheese   Now the drawbridge has been lifted   As the millions   They drop to their knees      They pay homage to a king   Whose dreams are burried   In their minds   His tears are frozen stiff   Icicles drip from his eyes      The cold wind blows as it snows   On those who fight to get in   On heads that are small   Disillusioned as they enter   They're unaware what's   Behind castle walls   But now it's written in stone   The king has been overthrown   By jesterly fools   And the power of the people   Shall come to believe they do rule      They pay homage to a king   Whose dreams are buried   In their minds   His tears are frozen stiff   Icicles drip from his eyes   Welcome to the tragic kingdom   Cornfields of popcorn   Have yet to spring open      Have they lost their heads   Or are they just all blind mice   We've heard all their stories   One too many times   Hypnotized by fireflies   That glow in the dark   Midgets that disguise themselves   As tiny little dwarfs   The parade that's electrical   It serves no real purpose   Just takes up a lot of juice   Just to impress us      Welcome to the tragic kingdom   Cornfields of popcorn   Have yet to spring open