Little Gracie found a strange house A place to play just past all the trees Swift sharp needles do spot his face Before he feeds on the sheep's white fleece
Phan-tas-ma-go-ooo-ri-cal Willows of Wysteria A memorial A Crescendo Of hysteria
Little children went astray In the sunny soil beneath wriggling worms in disarray Hear them laughing underneath
counting ten nine zero fingers Won't you come and play the grey man's game Move quick be an artful dodger when the cleavers start swishing in flames
Phan-tas-ma-go-ooo-ri-cal Willows of Wysteria A memorial A Crescendo Of hysteria
Little children went astray In the sunny soil beneath wriggling worms in disarray Hear them laughing underneath