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WonderLand Meme (Flipaclip)

Watch "Steampianist - Rubber Cowboy - Feat. Vocaloid Oliver" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/2zyzJR0h_YE

Under the hot dessert sun
Drinking cactus water
Eating canned beans and barbecued spleens
I'm on a journey with just me and my horse
Rusty stars on my dirty boots

It's hard bein' a rubber cowboy
In an aimless ride-along alone
On my rubber rhinestone horse
We're slowly sinkin' in the sandy dessert sand
We are taking the long way home

My melted rubber cattle
Is a psychedelic trail of goop
Sizzlin' and bubblin' all over
Melted friends sure are quieter
When they're all just trail of blubber

I'm a lonely rubber cowboy
I dreamt of lights
Shining on me
But not like this, Lord!, Not like this
Slowly melting in the sandy dessert sand
A lone survivor of the sweltering sun

It was a greater slaughter
Than the battle with copper indians
Popping bottle cap guns
But no match for the mighty Sun

This neverending road im on
Ill be another psychedelic trail
Soon with my rubber comrades
Im no rhinestone cowboy afterall
Im a lonely rubber cowboy
A melting rubber cowboy

Watch "Steampianist - Dimensional Train - Feat. Vocaloid Oliver" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/ZRcJjJORId0

A train of perpetual motion
Worming through holes
In the pockets of time
Experience our humble operation
Of never ending fascination

Arriving now dont hold your breaths
Before you is an aquatic wonderland
Mermaids, seaweed, singing oyster beds
A track of blue lights lining the sand

And there were stars
Deep in the ocean
Darkness like tar
Envelops the ride

Speeding like a shooting light
Arriving now deep in space
Circling a cosmic furnace
Great brilliant flares burst into sight

Unknown forces
Theories of string
(Falling into)
Unseen orifices
swirling and minimizing
(Minimizing, minimizing, minimizing)

Arriving now a microscopic station
Bacteria, disease and germs
Floating in suspended in animation
An unsterile, gelatinous turf

Cells dividing
Regenerating
Binary Fission
A process of life

Here ends our humble operation
We thank you for riding with us
Waiting at our perpetual stations
We hope to see you once more again

Watch "Steampianist - The Worm with a Dream - Feat. Vocaloid Oliver" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/zI5iVcn3Poc

I'm moving up I swear it
A sad little worm no more
I can no longer bear it
A dirt covered world's a snore

See me on broadway opening night
Shining lights ain't a plight
I'm a worm with big dreams
I got no eyes that blind

Flashing my big screen grin
You know I'll be the one
On the cover of Time magazine
Someday this worm will win

Is it a sin? for a worm to dream so big?
To have my name engraved in star light
With a tophat and a suit i'll be squirming center stage
This dirt eating deal just ain't for me

Yes I see it now!
My dream is coming true
Light is streaming forth
This isn't my final bow

Is this it? I see the Ritz!
Up top the world of stars
I'm ready to debut!
Accept me, a humble worm
A worm with a dream!

Watch "Steampianist - The Detective - Feat. Vocaloid Oliver" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/ouKfY2IN8II

Dear Mr. Detective, what clues have you?
The answer is tappin at the tip of your tongue
A decade of cruel crimes unsolved
Of murdered women missing hearts
Decorate the streets like Christmas time

The Detective he quivers in sheer disbelief
The string of crimes his eyes have magnified
Are dog-eared, deciphered and fathomed
Yet answers remain in the dark somehow
Like a puzzle piece thats draws no art

And any half wit fool could firmly conclude
That the bloody gloved Botanist down the street
Is the cold callous killer
He triumphs each march his shoes clack
Towards the plaster peeling run down lab

A sound too high to hear
Like a first grade sniper
It pierced through his skull
Fell down and faint to black

A shake of the skull
A twist of the bones
A jolt in the brain
And a cut off from air

Four by four bricked wall
no doors no windows
A choir of cluttered phones

Tangled chords devour the space
Phone wails as if its new born
Each a ring a crash of metal
Unwavering and unending

Voices echo asking for grace
For a crumb of divine intervention
What’s a confused Detective to do?
Placed in this unsurmisable state
What an unfortunate fate

How long has it been?
The ringing’s died down.
Dizzy and dazed
In a strange room
His eyes spiral out
Into a dark fuzzy haze

Dear Mr. Detective, what clues have you?
It hardly matters now, with the state they’re in
There are shards of what once was a planet
Corpses floating out to outer space
A glorious tessellation of the human race

The Detective he quivers in sheer disbelief
The end of the world has come
Before he solved the murder mystery
It hardly matters now,
Such a shame,
They're all dead
The world is no more, no more, no more