We're All Mad Here lyrics
You can hang me in a bottle like a cat
Let the crows pick me clean but for my hat
Where the wailing of a baby
Meets the footsteps of the dead
We're all mad here
As the devil sticks his flag into the mud
Mrs Carol has run off with Reverend Judd
Hell is such a lonely place
And your big expensive face will never last
And you'll die with the rose still on your lips
And in time the heart-shaped bone that was your hips
And the worms, they will climb the rugged ladder of your spine
We're all mad here
And my eyeballs roll this terrible terrain
And we're all inside a decomposing train
And your eyes will die like fish
And the shore of your face will turn to bone
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Alice lyrics
Album release date:
2002.05.07
Album guest musicians:
Dawn Harms: Stroh violin
Matt Brubeck: cello
Larry Taylor: upright bass
Bebe Risenfors: Stroh violin, viola, bass clarinet, marimba, clarinet
Carla Kihlstedt: violin
Colin Stetson: alto, tenor and bariton saxophone and clarinet
Ara Anderson: trumpet and baritone horn
Nic Phelps: French horn, trumpet
Stewart Copeland: drums (Table Top Joe)
Bent Clausen: piano solo (Table Top Joe)
Tom Waits: piano, pump organ, Mellotron, Chamberlain vibes
Album description:
Originally performed as an avant-garde opera directed by Robert Wilson for Hamburg's Thalia Theater in winter 1992, "Alice" is loosely based on Lewis Carroll's purported obsession with young Alice Liddell, the girl who inspired his "Alice in Wonderland" and "Through the Looking Glass." - from an Anti Records press release 96 reads
