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[00:00.000] 作词 : Gregory Holgate[00:01.000] 作曲 : Quinlan Stuwe[00:14.740]Deep in the pipes[00:15.890]Far away from the sun[00:17.750]Is a story that won’t be told[00:21.320]Stuffed with three times the smiles and three times the fun[00:25.270]It’s no wonder we broke the mold[00:28.900]But the price on the packaging charged for the magic[00:32.920]Is tragically oversold[00:36.240]Did your mom never tell you the colors would meld to[00:40.320]A mess if the dough gets folded[00:42.770]And rolled into one[00:44.570]Until what they become[00:46.350]Is a noxious concoction that can’t be undone?[00:50.240]You can’t squash back in pots[00:51.940]If this hodgepodge of splotches are blots[00:54.680]On the story you thought you’d spun[00:57.350][00:57.740]Red[00:57.920]Orange[00:58.340]Yellow[00:58.780][00:59.050]Dough Re Me[01:01.080]Do you hear the sound of music?[01:06.200]Dough Re Me[01:07.480]--So Far[01:08.450]It is all that I can hear[01:12.680]‘Cause in my brains[01:14.410](One-Two-Three)[01:15.760]My thoughts spell pain[01:18.140](A-B-C)[01:20.020]In that refrain[01:21.430]Again[01:22.370]Again[01:23.680]Dough Re Me[01:25.560]Dough Re Me[01:27.360][01:27.570]You know there’s an artistry[01:29.060]To living in disharmony[01:30.810]To flip and hit the switch[01:32.270]And mix the different disparate parts of me[01:34.910]Sometimes though it’s hard to breathe[01:36.740]Shards of someone’s masterpiece[01:38.700]Sharp and gleaming, carving ‘tween my heartstrings[01:41.130]Think we’re Yarnaby?[01:42.170]I can’t believe they’d laugh at me[01:43.900]For having three compartments in my brains[01:46.720]For the Angry![01:47.530]The Anxiety![01:48.600]Discarded in the drains[01:50.220]I miss my family, I think[01:51.790]Unsure who’s past I keep replaying[01:53.900]But I have to keep us safe, at least[01:56.070]If hardly keeping sane[01:57.850]You left us lost, abandoned[01:59.410]Once you’d played your little games[02:01.560]And though you washed your hands[02:03.020]Of thoughts of taking any blame[02:05.160]Your hidden sins are written[02:06.780]Penned in fingerprints unbidden[02:08.610]Each embedded in this sticky skin of clay[02:11.200]Forever stained[02:12.420]So I saved them[02:13.520]Built a haven in the basement[02:15.430]A place for each mutated wayward Playtime Entertainment[02:19.140]And I’ve come to understand though I was putty in your hands[02:23.260]It’s a model caretaker that escaped them[02:27.180][02:27.440]Dough Re Me[02:29.770]Do you hear the sound of music?[02:34.780]Dough Re Me[02:36.140]So Far[02:37.080]It is all that I can hear[02:41.180]‘Cause in my brains[02:43.040](One-Two-Three)[02:44.480]My thoughts spell pain[02:46.830](A-B-C)[02:48.500]In that refrain[02:50.280]Again[02:51.190]Again[02:52.310]Dough Re Me[02:54.170]Dough Re Me[02:56.070][02:56.750]All these nightmares you’ve awoken[02:58.630]And they can’t be given driven back[03:00.540]As I hide the minds you’ve broken[03:02.210]‘Neath a charming little hat[03:04.020]Any hope we had was frozen[03:05.770]Poached and cast into the vat[03:07.800]Now when left out in the open[03:09.420]Dough can harden, split and crack[03:11.590]See the colors, how they spin[03:13.260]Twist and muddle ‘cross my skin[03:15.010]Till even I can’t tell[03:16.740]Where one me ends and one begins[03:18.960]And each thought amidst the din[03:20.810]Simply falls and mixes in[03:22.770]To the technicolor slurry[03:24.290]Made of worry, rage and sins[03:39.540][03:40.670]I will be good[03:42.210]I will be better[03:44.140]I will behave every day,swear I’ll try[03:47.850]Let me see mom[03:49.490]Write dad a letter[03:51.380]Tell them I’m sorry[03:52.970]I’m still here inside[03:54.900]My minds I try to find[03:56.730]The "I" so ill-defined[03:58.720]So little left behind[04:00.360]Memories mingle in the slime[04:02.480]What a recipe combined[04:04.020]Problem child product line[04:05.800]Gentle voices may be kind[04:07.680]But the voices always lie![04:09.350]Lie![04:09.820]LIE![04:10.260]Lie awake at night to voices in my head[04:13.530]Spinning on a carousel of toys hung by a thread[04:17.240]Forsaken to this haven of a playpen[04:19.850]Knowing it’s a waste escaping[04:21.630]"Out the toybox" when the world left us for dead[04:24.730]So I lie awake at night to voices in my head[04:28.260]Spinning on a carousel of toys hung by a thread[04:32.070]Forsaken to this haven of a playpen[04:34.690]Knowing it’s a waste escaping[04:36.360]"Out the toybox" when the world left us for dead[04:39.730][04:40.200]Dough Re Me[04:42.600]Do you hear the sound of music?[04:47.750]Dough Re Me[04:49.130]So Far...[04:50.020]It is all that I can hear[04:54.120]‘Cause in my brains[04:55.980](One-Two-Three)[04:57.330]My thoughts spell pain[04:59.710](A-B-C)[05:01.360]In that refrain[05:03.190]Again[05:04.050]AGAIN![05:05.170]Dough Re Me[05:07.030]Dough Re Me[05:08.910]Dough Re Me[05:12.250][05:12.590]Dough Re Me[05:14.470]Dough Re Me[05:16.250]Dough Re Me[05:19.980]Dough Re Me[05:21.790]Don’t hate me[05:23.640]Dough Re Me[05:27.400]Dough Re Me[05:29.200]Don’t hate me[05:31.110]Dough Re Me[05:34.740]Dough Re Me[05:36.600]Don’t hate me[05:38.400]Do-ey,Me...[05:42.660]