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Once there was a man 
who had a little too much time on his hands 
he never stopped to think that he was getting older. 
When his night came to an end 
He tried to grasp for his last friend and pretend 
That he could wish himself health on a four-leaf clover 
 
He said is this the return to Oz?  
The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws  
There's a wind-up man walking round and round  
What once was Emerald City is now a crystal town 
 
Its three o' clock in the morning  
You get a phone call from the queen with a hundred heads 
She says that they're all dead 
She tried the last one on 
It couldn't speak, fell off 
And now she just wanders the halls 
Thinking nothing, thinking nothing at all 
 
She says is this the return to Oz? 
The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws  
There's a wind-up man walking round and round  
What once was Emerald City is now a crystal town 
 
The wheelies are cutting pavement  
and the Skeksis at the rave meant 
to hide deep inside 
their sunken faces 
and their wild, rolling eyes 
But their callous words reveal 
That they can no longer feel 
Love or sex appeal 
The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal 
 
To return to Oz we've fled the world 
With smiles and clenching jaws 
Please help me friend from coming down 
I've lost my place and now it can't be found 
Is this the return to Oz? 
The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws  
There's a wind-up man walking round and round  
What once was Emerald City is now a crystal town