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Wonderland Jail
Click click click
Miss you must awake you're wasting time
It's obvious you did it just admit to the crime
She started to come too not knowing where she was
Her head was ringing from a slight buzz
Sitting across from a white rabbit with tails
In the corner was a man with a hat humming the scales
“Crime, you say? Where am I”
You're in Wonderland jail
For the murder of the queen
Her eyes popped open
Her skin began to Sheen
“Murder? You have got the wrong person”
They looked at each other, and the rabbit's lips pursed in
Before you is two bottles
You drank them both
Do you remember anything after that?
You are under oath
She scratched her head, trying to recall
She remembered having Irish tea
and having a puff of hookah at a ball
“No, I did not drink this?”
We have you on film
You are with the Cheshire cats
He has a long record, as long as that
She came to Wonderland wanting to have a good time
She heard the queen had a party, and it was so sublime
Now she's being questioned for a murder she did not commit
The man in the corner with the piercing eyes would not sit
“What has happened to the queen tell me plain”
As if on cue, a box had came
The rabbit opened and she peeked inside
The queen head laid in the box
“I'm going to die”
They both looked at her with incredulity
Not believing a word she said
“I need a lawyer and a call, would you please?”
They both nodded and left her with the head
“This has to be a dream this cannot be real”
that's when I heard the laughter and all the zeal
the cat puffed in with a wicked laugh
Alice come with me there are fun times to be had
“Did you murder the queen?” she whispered out loud
With a twinkle in his eye and a flicking of his tail
She wanted her head to come off
She wanted her body to sail
No worries, Alice, this is just for a short time
Her head will reconnect, and you will be pardoned of this crime
“I want to go home. This is no fun.”
With the click of his fingers, he said
“Our fun has not begun.
You want to go home then tomorrow I will see
what Alice’s world will hold for me.”
Awaken with a start
And a pounding heart
“You want some more tea, dear? The Olympics is about to start
Miss you must awake you're wasting time
It's obvious you did it just admit to the crime
She started to come too not knowing where she was
Her head was ringing from a slight buzz
Sitting across from a white rabbit with tails
In the corner was a man with a hat humming the scales
“Crime, you say? Where am I”
You're in Wonderland jail
For the murder of the queen
Her eyes popped open
Her skin began to Sheen
“Murder? You have got the wrong person”
They looked at each other, and the rabbit's lips pursed in
Before you is two bottles
You drank them both
Do you remember anything after that?
You are under oath
She scratched her head, trying to recall
She remembered having Irish tea
and having a puff of hookah at a ball
“No, I did not drink this?”
We have you on film
You are with the Cheshire cats
He has a long record, as long as that
She came to Wonderland wanting to have a good time
She heard the queen had a party, and it was so sublime
Now she's being questioned for a murder she did not commit
The man in the corner with the piercing eyes would not sit
“What has happened to the queen tell me plain”
As if on cue, a box had came
The rabbit opened and she peeked inside
The queen head laid in the box
“I'm going to die”
They both looked at her with incredulity
Not believing a word she said
“I need a lawyer and a call, would you please?”
They both nodded and left her with the head
“This has to be a dream this cannot be real”
that's when I heard the laughter and all the zeal
the cat puffed in with a wicked laugh
Alice come with me there are fun times to be had
“Did you murder the queen?” she whispered out loud
With a twinkle in his eye and a flicking of his tail
She wanted her head to come off
She wanted her body to sail
No worries, Alice, this is just for a short time
Her head will reconnect, and you will be pardoned of this crime
“I want to go home. This is no fun.”
With the click of his fingers, he said
“Our fun has not begun.
You want to go home then tomorrow I will see
what Alice’s world will hold for me.”
Awaken with a start
And a pounding heart
“You want some more tea, dear? The Olympics is about to start
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