[00:00.000] 作词 : Gregory Holgate
[00:03.431]Ha-Ha! Here we go!
[00:08.847]Roll up, roll up!
[00:10.625]Come on, kids, gather round!
[00:12.319]It's time to meet a marvel of light and sound.
[00:14.874]He's here for fun, so don't you frown,
[00:17.353]He'll be right here when the reels rewound!
[00:20.073]He's BENDY!
[00:21.264](The darlin' little devil himself.)
[00:22.529]He's friendly!
[00:23.413](Sing and dance and drag you straight to hell.)
[00:25.037]Descending!
[00:26.206](Down to where the wickedness dwells.)
[00:27.649]Three cents, please.
[00:28.949]Take a seat and start completing your will!
[00:30.701]I came back to Sillyvison,
[00:32.084]I really wish I didn't.
[00:33.408]Been here a minute, and I instantly wish it good riddance. (Ah!)
[00:35.843]Something hidden, think I blinked and saw a scribble living.
[00:38.693]Deep within the dope sheet, some unholy tome is written!
[00:41.290]Uh...
[00:42.599]Was this gig meant to be filled with figments of demonic pigment?
[00:46.425]I don't think that's proper use of the equipment!
[00:48.995]Syphnoning frightning tyrants from the page into existance.
[00:51.627]No longer on the stage,
[00:53.866]golden age has gone away.
[00:56.385]Sketchy spooks want to play.
[00:59.181]Sing along or be erased. (Oh boy!)
[01:01.747]More than this places rep is stained!
[01:03.936]Who'll clean up this ink and paint?
[01:06.987]Pigment is a stinkin' pain.
[01:09.339]Let alone when it can maim! (Ha-ha!)
[01:12.393]I've had enough of those rubber-hose, murder toons,
[01:13.941]ink overflow, puppet show, out to tear me into twos! (Hi!)
[01:17.172]Twelve frames a second, every one is spelling certain doom,
[01:19.869]Mowin' through a load of goo that's grown into what Joey Drew!
[01:22.380]Left forgotten on the blotter, we just want a chance to be.
[01:26.869]The creators couldn't save us, you'll be slain by our machine!
[01:32.193]Think that I might go insane now,
[01:34.758]as I try to solve this mystery!
[01:37.393]But you know that inbetween the breakdowns,
[01:39.887]you can always find the Keys!
[01:43.550]Ha!
[01:44.719]Yeah, kick it!
[01:48.294]Smooth, Ha-Ha!
[01:53.556]Darkness roused, no House of Mouse.
[01:55.648]Ink pen, King pen, you're in my house now!
[01:58.218]No survival kit, chuck your Tex-Books out.
[02:00.744]No Illusion, it's Life,
[02:02.199]And I'm DEVOUT!
[02:03.812]So you Kahl yourself an artist,
[02:05.671]Well, I don't think you even know what art is!
[02:08.132]They say that art is just catharsis,
[02:10.762]that's why my masterpieces are all pieces of carcass!
[02:13.414]I had a little Fleischer inspiration,
[02:15.914]and Iwerks HARD for it!
[02:17.458]Think you can WALTZ right in, take part of it?
[02:20.037]Singing Merrie Melodies through Tartarus?
[02:22.907]You've drawn the line, I gave it LIFE, and artiface!
[02:25.351]You got my telegram, swear there ain't no parlor tricks.
[02:27.953]Just some pentagrams, and a couple candle sticks!
[02:30.476]Internal engine, wrenchin', Lazarus,
[02:33.112]through my pen renderin', masochistic avarice!
[02:34.787]Family Fun turned cree-pycrawl-ey,
[02:37.374]Frankenstein meets Frank and Oll-ie
[02:39.748]Who said smiles had to be joll-y?
[02:42.298]Smile a mile de-fil-ing bo-dies!
[02:45.132]Sill-y spooks got Hell-a gor-y,
[02:47.668]prob-ab-ly an all-e-gor-y!
[02:50.327]House of laughter built -for slaugh-terin',
[02:52.704]Fun Time Fac-tory fell to foll-y.
[02:59.352]Oh, yeah!
[03:04.341]Swing it!
[03:05.736]Soon enough,
[03:06.930]you'll come round
[03:08.361]embrace this darker art!
[03:10.901]What goes up,
[03:12.136]must come down!
[03:13.528]Everything moves in arcs!
[03:18.781]Gee whiz!
[03:25.039]You've been walking round in cycles, and you've had your ups and downs.
[03:30.877]When you passed out, we made contact extremely deep underground.
[03:36.109]I've been drawing seven circles, and that's where he can be found. (Where I can be found!)
[03:41.255]'Cause these creatures need their sheep so he can free us from these bounds.
[03:46.769]Can you hear him crawling through the pipes around the sanctum?
[03:49.432]Your sacrifice will free me from the shell I'm trapped in!
[03:51.977]Uh, I've got some questions 'bout the chair that I am strapped in?
[03:54.584]Hush, little sheep, come meet a pal of mine with black wings!
[03:57.450]I'm bein' hunted by unwanted childrens picture shows!
[03:59.904]By some unholy ghost that broke out of the Zoetrope!
[04:02.669]The Devil's doodling, and I guess he found the Rotoscope!
[04:04.882]'Cause now his scrawls can walk the halls of fallen studios! (That's me!)
[04:07.395]Twisted animator, black magic Machinator!
[04:10.209]Don't let 'em get you, their adventures hurt far less on paper!
[04:12.832]They'll squash and stretch you through the gears of their accursed creation,
[04:15.442]to bring to life a new imagineered abomination! (I'm Karma!)
[04:17.795]Darkness reigns incarnate,
[04:19.861]at the heart of this Machine!
[04:22.369]just how deep this inkwell goes, is remaining to be seen!
[04:27.444]Think that I might go insane now,
[04:30.186]as I try to solve this mystery!
[04:32.678]But you know that inbetween the breakdowns,
[04:35.157]you can always find the keys!
[04:37.768]Guh-ha-ha!
[04:38.708]That's all folks!
[04:40.102]Tune in next week!
[04:41.539]Bye!
[04:42.293]End

作词 : Gregory Holgate
Ha-Ha! Here we go!
Roll up, roll up!
Come on, kids, gather round!
It's time to meet a marvel of light and sound.
He's here for fun, so don't you frown,
He'll be right here when the reels rewound!
He's BENDY!
(The darlin' little devil himself.)
He's friendly!
(Sing and dance and drag you straight to hell.)
Descending!
(Down to where the wickedness dwells.)
Three cents, please.
Take a seat and start completing your will!
I came back to Sillyvison,
I really wish I didn't.
Been here a minute, and I instantly wish it good riddance. (Ah!)
Something hidden, think I blinked and saw a scribble living.
Deep within the dope sheet, some unholy tome is written!
Uh...
Was this gig meant to be filled with figments of demonic pigment?
I don't think that's proper use of the equipment!
Syphnoning frightning tyrants from the page into existance.
No longer on the stage,
golden age has gone away.
Sketchy spooks want to play.
Sing along or be erased. (Oh boy!)
More than this places rep is stained!
Who'll clean up this ink and paint?
Pigment is a stinkin' pain.
Let alone when it can maim! (Ha-ha!)
I've had enough of those rubber-hose, murder toons,
ink overflow, puppet show, out to tear me into twos! (Hi!)
Twelve frames a second, every one is spelling certain doom,
Mowin' through a load of goo that's grown into what Joey Drew!
Left forgotten on the blotter, we just want a chance to be.
The creators couldn't save us, you'll be slain by our machine!
Think that I might go insane now,
as I try to solve this mystery!
But you know that inbetween the breakdowns,
you can always find the Keys!
Ha!
Yeah, kick it!
Smooth, Ha-Ha!
Darkness roused, no House of Mouse.
Ink pen, King pen, you're in my house now!
No survival kit, chuck your Tex-Books out.
No Illusion, it's Life,
And I'm DEVOUT!
So you Kahl yourself an artist,
Well, I don't think you even know what art is!
They say that art is just catharsis,
that's why my masterpieces are all pieces of carcass!
I had a little Fleischer inspiration,
and Iwerks HARD for it!
Think you can WALTZ right in, take part of it?
Singing Merrie Melodies through Tartarus?
You've drawn the line, I gave it LIFE, and artiface!
You got my telegram, swear there ain't no parlor tricks.
Just some pentagrams, and a couple candle sticks!
Internal engine, wrenchin', Lazarus,
through my pen renderin', masochistic avarice!
Family Fun turned cree-pycrawl-ey,
Frankenstein meets Frank and Oll-ie
Who said smiles had to be joll-y?
Smile a mile de-fil-ing bo-dies!
Sill-y spooks got Hell-a gor-y,
prob-ab-ly an all-e-gor-y!
House of laughter built -for slaugh-terin',
Fun Time Fac-tory fell to foll-y.
Oh, yeah!
Swing it!
Soon enough,
you'll come round
embrace this darker art!
What goes up,
must come down!
Everything moves in arcs!
Gee whiz!
You've been walking round in cycles, and you've had your ups and downs.
When you passed out, we made contact extremely deep underground.
I've been drawing seven circles, and that's where he can be found. (Where I can be found!)
'Cause these creatures need their sheep so he can free us from these bounds.
Can you hear him crawling through the pipes around the sanctum?
Your sacrifice will free me from the shell I'm trapped in!
Uh, I've got some questions 'bout the chair that I am strapped in?
Hush, little sheep, come meet a pal of mine with black wings!
I'm bein' hunted by unwanted childrens picture shows!
By some unholy ghost that broke out of the Zoetrope!
The Devil's doodling, and I guess he found the Rotoscope!
'Cause now his scrawls can walk the halls of fallen studios! (That's me!)
Twisted animator, black magic Machinator!
Don't let 'em get you, their adventures hurt far less on paper!
They'll squash and stretch you through the gears of their accursed creation,
to bring to life a new imagineered abomination! (I'm Karma!)
Darkness reigns incarnate,
at the heart of this Machine!
just how deep this inkwell goes, is remaining to be seen!
Think that I might go insane now,
as I try to solve this mystery!
But you know that inbetween the breakdowns,
you can always find the keys!
Guh-ha-ha!
That's all folks!
Tune in next week!
Bye!
End