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Song by CG5
Animation by @HNTRL2000
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LYRICS:

May I introduce you to
The world's most decorated zoo,
For everything you wish was make-believe.
Oh, buddy did you know,
You could shake hands with a demon,
If you wanna take that dare, so be it.
You could lose an arm or a leg so easy here.

So let me give you a scenario,
And don't you tell a soul,
It's only hypothetical.

Imagine all your nightmares
Contained in a single glorified reformatory,
Where nothing ever gets out.
Straitjackets have been worn out.

Good guys, bad guys accomodated,
If it don't make any sense, like it's something in a story.
We'll make sure it stays fiction,
In our superstitious foundation.

Medicine unlike any other,
Coffee machine dispensing blood for a sucker.
All that we display will never leave.
But buddy, don't you know
We don't wanna let armageddon,
Rear its ugly head like a nuclear weapon.
We secure, contain, protect,
So you don't live in fear.

Did I even mention
The monsters that preside?
Where do I begin? Where do I begin?
Cuz there is more than 99.

The Vermin God, The Anklebiters,
Brother's Bride, Shy Guy, Trapped in the Typewriter.
Snapper of Necks, On A Perfect Day,
Polaroid, Builder Bear, Hungry Clay,
Water Orb, River Cat, Draws You In the Book,
Whistlebones, Abandoned Row Home,
There Was a Crooked Man, Man's Best Friend,
Hateful Star, Desert in a Can.

And that isn't even half of it.

So let me give you a scenario,
And don't you tell a soul,
It's only hypothetical.
Let me give you a scenario,
But don't you go thinking it's real.

Imagine all your nightmares
Contained in a single glorified reformatory,
Where nothing ever gets out.
Straitjackets have been worn out.

Good guys, bad guys accomodated,
If it don't make any sense, like it's something in a story.
We'll make sure it stays fiction,
In our superstitious foundation.

Superstitious foundation,
Superstitious foundation.