Eben Brooks - Deadly Ever After

Hush, little darling, be glad you're alive
Your sister is busily sharpening knives
And your daddy's new widow is a monster on treads
Come with me or else you'll soon be dead

I know I'm not much to look at, at least in good light
The shape is just right, but the color's a fright
And I know I might scare you, but trust me my dear
It's the story, not me, you should fear

And the tale marches on, searching for ever after
Not happy at all, put an ‘s’ on that ‘laughter’
The narrative couldn't care less who it kills by the by
When it's already written, the scene where you died
But the headtaker's axe is turned roughly aside
By the piper, the fighter, the builder, the killer and I
It's the story, not you that will die

It's a gingerbread house in a nestle of trees
Why isn't it covered by ants, flies and bees
There's a fire on the hearth and a pot full of stew
The ingredient missing is you

Don't give me that lip boy, it's not gonna fly
There are laws that the world will not let you defy
And it's true, I admit, that you'd never grow old
But the landing will leave you quite cold

And the tale marches on, searching for ever after
Not happy at all, put an ‘s’ on that ‘laughter’
The narrative couldn't care less who it kills by the by
When it's already written, the scene where you died
But the headtaker's axe is turned roughly aside
By the piper, the fighter, the builder, the killer and I
It's the story, not you that will die

We each barely escaped from the clutches of fables
Which makes us uniquely equipped to disable them
But there's still dangers with which we all grapple
So whatever you do, don't give me that apple

Goddamnit, I'm sleeping, I can't break this spell
So I'll have to rely on the sister from hell
Who will borrow a tale from the cat down the hall
Just the villain to rescue us all

And the tale marches on, searching for ever after
Not happy at all, put an ‘s’ on that ‘laughter’
The narrative couldn't care less who it kills by the by
When it's already written, the scene where you died
But the headtaker's axe is turned roughly aside
By the piper, the fighter, the builder, the killer and I
It's the story, not you that will die