n a mystic land, lived a little man Frumpy Ogden Styre, he lived beneath the briers. Wore a candle crown and sat behind a frown And there he'd sit all day, lonely and afraid
All the day he'd sit and stare with antiseptic hollow eyes Ugly little homely gnome alone he sits in candle light Every night turns out the light and lets his mind go outer space
On the liquid sheen lands a strange machine Behind the rattling gears a small strange creature peers A door then opens slow then from the mystic glow A small gray hand appears, thus drawing Frumpy near
All the day he'd sit and stare with antiseptic hollow eyes Ugly little homely gnome alone he sits in candle light Every night turns out the light and lets his mind go outer space
In the mystic realm, in propeller gown Frumpy Ogden Styre, lives above the spires