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SLIM DICKENS: Maintenance! We need Maintenance!
MAXWELL: Argh! Did somebody call Maintenance?
SLIM DICKENS: Yes, Frankie's broke!
MAXWELL: What?
SLIM DICKENS: Frankie - he's broke!
MAXWELL: Frankie isn't broke. Where is he?
SLIM DICKENS: Down the street!
MAXWELL: I'm just doing my job, guys! I'm just trying to do my job!
HUGH DICKENS: You do your job right!
MAXWELL: Yeah, you shut up!
CROWD: MIHGNAH! MIHGNAH! MIHGNAH! MIHGNAH! MIHGNAH!
Oh man ...
DANA: What's happening?!?!
HALL!
MR. SEALY: An abode is a house, a home, a residence. Both of you can come into my home tonight. Unfortunately for you, dear, two are going in and only one's coming out. Hahahahahahahaha!
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Black Walls
04:13
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My old friend, it's been a while
[Tearing the flesh away from her bones excited me]
You'll never guess where I've been filed
[Dead as Dreams]
I've got a lot that's hidden now
She's got this shot at getting out
He's got these eyes that keep her down
[Confined to the walls within this house. I am William Hall and I still desire young, warm flesh!]
I took the last my glass could hold
and skipped the line, September sold
He's got these eyes that keep her down
and something soft's kept me around
It's done, it's done
I'm pulling out
So many swings turned upside down
She'll never know what it's about
I'll never see how she turns out
Some come, some run
Black walls, oh love
Go on and on
So numb, so dumb
Oh, to just sit right down
Can I just sit right down?
[Oh hey! Spinny room...]
Some come, some run
Black walls, oh love
Go on and on
So numb, so dumb
[My once loved Greta]
FRANKIE: I think this is about where I gave up one time I was here by myself.
GRETA: Oh you were? Did you go alone??
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Mr. Sealy's Abacus
02:33
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Mr. Sealy would load the house, passionately giving folks the backstory at the foot of the stairs, ax in hand. Above the door was an abacus, hung by Mr. Sealy himself. He used it to keep track of the night's count, balancing at close with the exit count, which was kept by Sargent Driller at the Slide of Doom.
On the night of the Great September Storm of 1992, a mysterious occurrence took place. Attendance was light on account of the forecast - mostly just a handful of Creighton students. ... plus one guy who arrived all alone. His eyes were hidden by a floppy hat, and the phrase "I HEART BLACK WALLS" was emblazoned across his shirt in big, bold letters.
He also smelled like a pitcher's worth of margaritas, which made Mr. Sealy wary. But the man pleaded, "Please. . . .I really need this." Mr. Sealy's curiosity was piqued by this man's fantastic oddness, so he was eventually welcomed in.
Minutes later, the storm struck and everything went black. It would later be told that right at that moment, one of the third-floor actors had just found a floppy-hatted dude curled up on the floor in the maze. And as she reached down to help him up, he vanished right before her eyes.
Mr. Sealy was the only one who ever believed her story. Because he had his abacus, and it counted one more soul in the manor than Sargent Driller did that night.
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4. |
Build Season Blues
03:48
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Don't build on me with anything that I can't push away
Don't build on me with anything I can't make stay
Don't build on me with anything that can't be saved
Don't build on me that way
Don't build on me with anyone who never ever slips
Don't build on me with anyone who can't exist
Don't build on me with anyone that I might miss
Don't build on me like this
A sunny outside
This scary inside
someplace to hide
All covered up
in beers and crumbs
but still got arms and hands and thumbs
So pick me up
I am dumb
and should be adding to the sum
Oh, Love
Don't build on me if all I have is anyone around
Don't build on me if all I have she's lost and found
Don't build on me if all I have feels safe and sound
Don't go and turn me around
So sunny outside
This scary inside
someplace to hide
All covered up
This blissful buck
He's got eyes, his heart and lungs
He'll pick you up
then give you up
Nothing ever ever comes
Oh, Love
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Wellness (Demo)
01:31
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Fires all through my head
The city's written warning
had trapped me
in Billy's broken hallways
But you came to see
all our possibles pending
and climbed up singing sweet outside
The well was not the ending
You won't be caught
in a passionless hole
and I will follow you
wherever the queue line goes
You came to see
all our possibles pending
and climbed up singing sweet outside
The well was not the ending
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