Pinocchio Rhapsody

By Charles Xavier

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Is this my real life?

Or is this fantasy?

Will I be a puppet on strings for eternity?

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Open your eyes.

Look up to the skies and see.

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I'll be his conscience.

You can depend on me.

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If you'll be generous and unselfish,

I shall grant Geppetto's wish.

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I will be a good boy.

He won't act so nasty, you'll see!

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We'll see.

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Jiminy.

Where have you gone?

Stramboli's got me caged.

Being an actor's truly gay.

Jiminy.

Why'd you leave me here?

You've turned your back and thrown me all away!

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JIMINY! OOOOO!

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Didn't mean to make you cry!

But you're locked up in that small prison real tight.

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No, he's not.

No, he's not.

This is the last time I'll help you.

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Dear boy, your time has come!

Pleasure Island is where you must be,

Where you can dance around happily.

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Goodbye, Jiminy Cricket.

I've got to go!

Got to leave you now and finally have some fun.

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JIMINY! OOOOO!

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Look at you, Pinocchio!

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I don't want to change,

Into a donkey, it seriously sucks ass!

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I see a little note falling from the sky.

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Who's it from?

Who's it from?

Does it tell about my father?

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Thunderbolts and lightning! This is very, very frightening for me!

He was eaten!

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He was eaten?

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He was eaten!

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He was eaten?

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He was eaten by Monstro!

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Look out belo-o-o-ow!

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I'm just a wooden boy,

Nobody loves me.

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He's just a wooden boy,

Without a family.

Spare him his life from that monstrosity!

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Easy come, easy go.

Will you let us go?

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BISMILLAH! NO!

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Oh, please let us go.

Monstro!

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BISMILLAH!

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Oh, please let us go.

Monstro!

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BISMILLAH!

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Oh, please let us go.

Monstro!

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Will not let you go!

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Let us go!

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Will not let you go!

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Let us go!

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Will not let you go!

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Let us go-o-o-o!

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NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!

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Oh, Pinocchio!

Oh, Pinocchio!

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Come on father, we shall go!

Let's make a fire, to get Monstro pissed off!

Then, we'll be free.

We'll be free!

WE'LL BE FREEEEEEE!

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So you think you can escape from my beady eyes?

So you think you can laugh and just wave me goodbye?

Oh, baby!

Can't do this to me baby!

You get back here!

You get back here in my mouth!

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Nothing really matters.

My dear son is dead.

Nothing really matters.

Let's burn him into firewood, instead!

Father, I'm a real boy!

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("AAAAAAAAA!")

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(Pinocchio got thrown into the fireplace and burned to death.)

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Fin