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| Song title | |||
| "The Tattler's Tall Tale" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| January 28, 2016 | |||
| Singer | |||
| OLIVER and YOHIOloid | |||
| Producer(s) | |||
Project OverDoze:
Steampianist (music, tuning) Tsus (lyrics, tuning) Shius (japanese translation) nova (video) | |||
| Views | |||
| 2,400+ (NN), 440,000+ (YT) | |||
| Links | |||
| Niconico Broadcast / YouTube Broadcast | |||
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Description
"I wonder how all your lies taste!" |
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Lyrics
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 ‘til 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 xxxx!”
“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 sought 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!