Lyrics:Bring Her Along

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(As interpreted by Pineappletoast2 and Scource)

You don't know, but you've been told
Oil is worth its blood in gold
Emeralds too, and orchids blue
How about something new?

Growing in her garden
Hatching out a plan
Dino topiaries
Solipsistic clans

Francesca's the name
Your head's a game
So don't feel ashamed
To step out of frame

Fee fi fo, fo fi fum
They Might Be Giants, service men

Looming in the parlor 
Longing to be served
Millionaire Ted DiBiase
Supernova died

Please bring her along as if she'd blend in
But don't expect them to understand it

She had to break for a bit
Two work birthdays in a row
And healing tokens, aged diamonds, and whatevs else yo
In case you're wondering what --- of the moon is ---
It should be clear to even those who haven't heard that tip
Though Mr. Kaufman, converting with the big prism
I'll give you one clue, it ain't my face
Here it goes again

Animate the ancient runes
Whistling classic Disney tunes
I don't know (he doesn't know)
What I've been told (what he's been told)
Solar produces fumes

In my soul, when I can hear it
Nothing compares with joyful spirit
We can go, our hands in hands
Traveling lasting lands

Peering in the mirror
Sinister record
Graceful Jabberwocky