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Coolsville
03:57
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Stillwall facing, an ill-kept back yard
A Flytrap lily, grumpy with hunger
Prayers to ward off the headless specter
Van stuttering at night, like film stuck in a projector
And Scoob,
ScoooOOoOOOOooOOb


Spooky Spacecraft, passing loudly overhead
Abandoned airport, striking with fear
Two big clues, a recorder and projector,
Maniacal laughter, coming down here
And Scoob,
Scooby Dooby Doo
There is no monster
There is no phantom
Velma’s plan, we can fall back on
The ghost so far, can not be chased
There is no flashlight, anybody can turn on
There are trapdoors, in the floor
What did I come down here for?
Scoob
ScooooOoOoOOooob
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The black knight rolls in from London
The black knight rolls in from London
In the back of a truck, abandoned off the interstate
When Scooby and Shaggy stroll in,
When Scooby and Shaggy stroll in
They see the armor sit, in the Driver’s seat
And they fright and they flee
When the helmet falls off, they leave, in the full moons gleen
And the gang comes to see,
“Deliver to the county museum”
It’s the late-night spooky hour
Fred, he drops the cargo on the curb
Freddy drops the cargo on the curb
And the black knight peers
Like a killer in the cargo
And when Scooby finds a clue in the museum,
Yeah when Scooby finds clue at the museum
They keep up the good fight
And sneak back in at night
And they search, for clues
And there’s a stomach turning shift,
In the way those eyes move
And they run, and hide,
In a museum struggling with staff,
In the late-night spooky hour, yeah
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Haunted Plantation Isle
02:50
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They got you
We’ve got whoever’s left of us to get
This island mansion is so haunted,
No one’s found a safe way to live yet
We all inherit money
Whoever stays the night
But Creeps and Crawls
Fill us up with fright
On Haunted Plantation Isle
Where at night the ghosts float like balloons across the sky
Where did Cousin Simple go?
Where is Sweet Maldahyde?
All night long
They’re terror’ed and flee
Those Green Ghosts,
Threatening to see
Velma FEED’s the organ
Which opens up the floor
We creep on down the stairs
To the underground morgue
On Haunted Plantation Isle
Where the dead aren’t really dead
All the cousins had left
While we captured suspicious men
Lalalalalalala
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I hope our crew of groovy friends
Don’t give up on trying to save us
I hope Fred comes up with a fail-safe trap
To capture the crook who has caged us
I hope the monsters we fought off
Have masks on over their face,
And I hope we get to take them off
I hope it’s not all too late
And I hope our van parked a few blocks from here
Stops breaking down
And I hope that the tires we fill, carry us all away
And we never come back to this house again
And in my life, I hope you die
I’ll tell everyone you were a good fright
And I hope I live
I hope we both live
I hope I can get us out of this trap
I hope we’re not stuck all day long
Our friends say “there’s no monsters,”
We’re pretty sure that they’re wrong
I hope it stays lit forever,
I hope that the worst is over
And I hope it breaks before I do,
I hope I never get sober
And I hope when I think of you years down the line
I can’t find one good thing to say,

And I hope that if I found the keys to walk out
Monsters stay the hell out of our way

I am trapped here

There is no sign of friends
You are stuck down here with me

Paw in lovable hand

And I hope we live
I hope we both live
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