I once had a home in Larry Land

Surrounded by a mote of bark that was tan

Its towers were blue, its bridges were red

Its plains were a blacktop where faeries tread

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A forest of weeds grew all around

In patches of dirt where bugs could be found

When trees dropped dry moss and the sky was gray-blue

The girls caught worms and the boys said "Ew"

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Oh, Larry Land, where are you?

I need to see your tan, your red, your blue

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But Larry Land was a dictatorship

Ruled by fiends who would bite if you slipped

And for hours at a time, keep us locked in their homes

Where they brainwashed us with their pleasant tones

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They shut all the blinds, lest our minds should flee

Before they were hammered successfully

Then they sent us to lunch; sit down, raise your hands

Don't talk 'til you get back to Larry Land

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Oh, Larry Land, where are you?

I need to see your tan, your red, your blue

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It took me a while to wonder because

That was the way that it always was

And asking the fiends a question like "why?"

Was basically saying you wanted to die

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But one day I noticed something strange

Among old friends of mine, taking place was a change

They still looked the same, but their new habits seemed

Surprisingly close to those of the fiends

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Oh, Larry Land, where are you?

I need to see your tan, your red, your blue

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Around the same time, the fiends told us "Well, done"

"You no longer have need of this thing called fun"

"You've progressed so well, you are henceforth banned

"From that asinine place called Larry Land"

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At first we complained, but most soon forgot

They played ball-wall and states or just sat and talked

But me, I just gazed through the fence every day

And longed to rejoin all the fun and play

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Oh, Larry Land, where are you?

I need to see your tan, your red, your blue

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One day, to my horror, I realized a truth

We would live among fiends for the rest of our youth

If it went on like this, we would turn into them

And that is exactly what they intend

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Diana and I formed a resistance band

To keep up the spirit of Larry Land

But when we told people we thought were our friends

They vowed not to rest 'til they brought us our end

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Oh, Larry Land, where are you?

I need to see your tan, your red, your blue

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And then came the day when Diana said,

"I'm tired of playing the game; it's long dead

"It's not a game!" I cried; she said "Shut up."

"That's the stupidest thing I ever heard of."

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I fled to the forests; I'd never give in!

And as long as I fought them, they couldn't win

I was fighting alone, but fighting for me

That's the way I decided it always would be

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Oh, Larry Land, where are you?

I need to see your tan, your red, your blue

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The fiends soon decided enough was enough

If I wouldn't back down, they would have to get tough

So they sent me a fiend named Ms. Brown, with brown hair

To take me down, down the hall, into her lair

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She took my pet fairy and Pikachu

And tested my English and math and I.Q.

And when that didn't fix me, she tsk'd with her tongue

And talked to my parents, and told them "She's done"

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Oh, Larry Land, where are you?

I need to see your tan, your red, your blue

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Now I live in a world of no Larry Land

Where reality TV is all that pretends

People still need to dream, but they get high instead

The easiest repellent of fiends in their heads

And some people turn into their own kinds of fiends

And some people just disappear from the scene

And some people kill, and some people die

And you get called emo if you bother to cry

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And Larry Land isn't the same as before

'Cause we all think that we don't need it anymore

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Oh, Larry Land, where are you?

I need to see your tan, your red, your blue

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I once had a home in Larry Land

Surrounded by a mote of bark that was tan

Its towers were blue, its bridges were red

Now Larry Land is dead