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Twylla:
When I was a child
My father sent troops
To invade the Arcadian lands
When their barricade failed
And our forces prevailed
They claimed they would meet our demands
They hung a white flag
But then sent out this hag
To use voodoo to make our men flee
Well they killed her, but first
She incanted this curse
And the curse was directed at me

Arcadian Hag:
King Stereotypies,
Vile be your name
Your progeny shall bear my curse
And cast your house in shame
For every time she beds a man
She'll lose one finger from her hand
The left ones shall go first
And then the right shall do the same

Chorus:
The left ones shall go first
And then the right shall do the same

Twylla:
My pinky fell off at the age of fifteen
When I slept with a boy from the choir
The pointer went next
When I tried having sex
With this guy who
I think was a friar
The very next spring
I was given a ring
By a suitor who swore hed be true
Well, we got in the sack
And I gave it right back
And the finger that went with it, too

Chorus:
The finger that went with it, too!

Twylla:
Now youd think Id abstain
If I had half a brain
But my cousin was here as our guest
And cousin or not
He was totally hot
And the next thing I know we 're undressed
So I swear I'll be behave
On my dead mothers grave
And I won't let him past second base
Well he made it past third
So I flipped him the bird
And the bird landed right on his face

Chorus:
The bird landed right on his face!

Arcadian Hag:
King Stereotypies,
Vile be your name
Your progeny shall bear this curse
And cast your house in shame
For every time she beds a man
She'll lose one finger from her hand
The left ones shall go first
And then the right shall do the same
The left ones shall go first
And then the right shall do the same

Twylla:
It seems I had found
If men were around
My penchant was not to resist
The nunnery here
Is both plain and austere
So I hurried right down to enlist
It's fine, I suppose
If you don't mind the clothes
And the fuss when the Cardinal comes
But chastity sucks
And I'm starting to wonder
If I could get by without thumbs

Chorus:
If she could get by without thumbs

Stereotypies:
Twylla, my angel
We need to speak
My misery is complete
Now that my daughters a circus freak
It's making my hair fall out in clumps
The last of my line
Reduced to stumps!
But the Oracle can fix you
So the Oracle you must seek

Chorus:
The Oracle can fix you
So the Oracle you must seek
The Oracle can fix you
So the Oracle you must seek

Twylla:
The Oracle can fix me
So the Oracle I must seek

Jon Greenlee - drums, bass, electric guitar
Thellea Leveque - Twylla, piano