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Vocaloid Oliver

The Tattler's Tall Tale

Far away, and long ago
There was a land, a nice plateau
There was a town, and next to it
Lived a young man who would not quit!

You see, this man was tall and fair
He spoke and acted without care
And with his words and with his charm
The whole town believed without alarm

The stories that he weaved
Would soon cause the town to grieve
He roamed the streets from dusk till dawn
Without a care
Without a yawn

He walked into a bar and smiled
He said he'd stay a little while
But soon, it all just went awry
When, from afar, he heard a cry!

I bet you it's that blue-haired vixen!
You know she isn't free of sin?
I saw her working down the block
Where, on her knees, she begged for [?]!

Or maybe it's your husband, Ann?
I heard he isn't half a man
With legs spread wide from nine to five
I wonder how you're still alive!

And so, he went off tattling
From winter snow to sunny spring
But soon, it all went straight downhill
For now, he seeks another thrill!

But soon, one day, his time will come
When justice seeks and finds his wrongs
And he will learn to hold his tongue
By the end of this song!

There once was a boy with bright, blonde hair
Who seeked a thrill without a care-
He roamed the streets from dusk to dawn
For stories that he had foregone!

You see, this boy was young in mind
And even though they thought him blind
Just from his words and with his charm
The town, they praised without alarm

The stories that he weaved
Would soon cause the town to grieve
He saw the truth beneath the lie
He saw it with his one good eye!

He walked into a bar and smiled
He said he'd stay a little while
But soon, it all just went awry
When tattler came in with a cry!

So she did the unspeakable?
(She did!)
She drowned them like in the fables!
(Oh, no!)
He did not taste the precious meat
He used the cleavers, cut her feet!

A portrait hid a tiny child
And we were sad a little while
The colors mixed without a trace
I wonder how all your lies taste!

And so, he went off mockingly
As tattler hung his head and fleed
But soon, it all will be set straight
For everyone will face their fate

But soon, one day, his time will come
When justice seeks and finds his wrongs
And he will learn to hold his tongue
By the end of this song!

Far away and long ago
There was a land a nice plateau
There was a town, and next to it
Lived two young men who would not quit!

You see, these two, they hit a snare
And neither man was well aware
That with their words and with their charm
The town began their great alarm!

The stories that they spoke and weaved
Had finally caused the town to grieve
And fed up with their foolish lies
They boiled their blood and gouged their eyes

The truth, here, kids, it's all a lie
The lie is that the truth was dry
So never cause people to cry
With fibs or tales of any kind

And so, the town lived happily
As both tattlers, they hung with glee
And truth they hid behind their backs
For it was better than the facts

And soon, one day, their time will come
When justice seeks and fixes wrongs
And the town lived forever strong
So it is the end of this song!