Boris! Meet your maker! Ah, Iāll tell you later
It seems this scene has us careening down an elevator
Must have been dreaming to think we'd make a clean escape, I-
Doubt one machine here could make it past a regulator
Swear we never had this many levels, whereās the excavator?
Whatās so scary ābot a library and a record player?
Thought Iād find the angel in a basement more dilapidated
This is kinda tasteful, Alice tell me whoās your decorator?
I never make a lady wait, I guess youād say that Iām a player
Angel wants a date and I would really hate to aggravate her
Boris, donāt you worry, I would never let her separate us
Hold it, where'd you go? Damn, I guess I'd better go and save him
Alice thinks that hacking up my pal is gonna medicate her
Fallacy! The treatment that this gal would need is an eraser
Rap against an animator? Alice, get back on your paper
Rhyming on the multiplane, my lyrics work on several layers
If you thought that demons were your problem right now
Well the angelās on the stage so pipe down
If there are secrets that you want to find out
Hop on the ink machine and ride those pipes down
So you're on the path of the starving artist
But at the heart, well the art is heartless.
Ever seen a masterpiece get discarded?
Then start and depart for the art of darkness
Out of the deep dark depths below
Three ne'er-do-wells will avenge their souls
With a spanner and a wrench and a thirst to quench
Heigh-ho, itās off to work we go
Heave-ho! Fisherās coming, crawling out the sea foam
Giving you the Willies as I'm stepping off my steamboat
Left here to the gods and beheaded by a rod
Iāve some deadly black spots for the clod who left us below
You'll wish you headed for the bread line and never ever meddled-
With a pencil lead and bred lines. Monkey with a wrench might
Thunk you in the head, Henry can you see the headlines?
Animator dead by an enemy he designed!
There once was an Angel who s