Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Lizard remorse.
Lizard remorse.
Everything hums.
Everything hums.
The patch gets worse.
The patch gets worse.
Choir of ghosts.
Choir of ghosts.
Cathedral smoke.
Cathedral smoke.
Synthesizer custody.
Synthesizer custody.
Nobody joke.
Nobody joke.
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Do not touch the wires.
Do not touch the wires.
He came with one keyboard.
He left with seventeen.
Half of them were broken.
Half were in between.
One made thunder.
One made rain.
One made something close to birds
Having feelings on a train.
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Lizard remorse.
Lizard remorse.
Everything hums.
Everything hums.
The patch gets worse.
The patch gets worse.
The singer said, “Can you make it sad?”
The wizard said, “How sad?”
The drummer said, “Make it quick.”
The wizard said, “Too bad.”
The guitarist wanted lightning.
The bass player wanted space.
The sound guy saw the cable pile
And made his funeral face.
Choir of ghosts.
Choir of ghosts.
Cathedral smoke.
Cathedral smoke.
Synthesizer custody.
Synthesizer custody.
Nobody joke.
Nobody joke.
Jack-AL heard “wizard divorce”
As “lizard remorse.”
Now the caption shows a reptile
With a lawyer and a course.
Jack-AL heard “patch gets worse”
As “pants get cursed.”
Now the keyboardist is crying
And the whole bridge feels rehearsed.
No.
No.
That is not the song.
That is not the lore.
But the crowd is already chanting
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Lizard remorse.
Lizard remorse.
Everything hums.
Everything hums.
The patch gets worse.
The patch gets worse.
He says, “Do not move that cable.”
He says, “Do not touch that sound.”
He says, “This one holds the portal.”
He says, “That one keeps us bound.”
He says, “This knob is weather.”
He says, “That knob is grief.”
He says, “This switch is dangerous.”
He says, “This one brings relief.”
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Do not touch the wires.
Do not touch the wires.
One hand on the mod wheel.
One eye on the curse.
One foot in the chorus.
One patch getting worse.
One note like a spaceship.
One note like a bell.
One note like a bar fight
In a haunted carousel.
Choir of ghosts.
Choir of ghosts.
Cathedral smoke.
Cathedral smoke.
Synthesizer custody.
Synthesizer custody.
Nobody joke.
Nobody joke.
The singer wants a shimmer.
The guitarist wants a scream.
The drummer wants a count-off
And a reasonable dream.
The bass player wants the root note
To remain somewhere in sight.
The side door saint is smoking
With the alley full of light.
The sound guy says, “One channel.”
The wizard says, “For what?”
The sound guy says, “For all of it.”
The wizard says, “Absolutely not.”
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Lizard remorse.
Lizard remorse.
Everything hums.
Everything hums.
The patch gets worse.
The patch gets worse.
There is a cable for the moonlight.
There is a cable for the floor.
There is a cable nobody mentions
Running underneath the door.
There is a pedal marked “mercy.”
There is a switch marked “sin.”
There is a button no one presses
Since the last time it kicked in.
Do not touch it.
Do not touch it.
Do not ask.
Do not ask.
Do not breathe near
The little red mask.
Do not unplug it.
Do not judge it.
Do not pull the cord.
The wizard is divorced from reason.
The keyboard is the lord.
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Do not touch the wires.
Do not touch the wires.
Jack-AL says, “Lizard remorse.”
Jack-AL says, “Lizard remorse.”
The crowd has chosen.
The crowd has chosen.
Now the wizard owns
A reptile of sorrow.
Now the band has merch
For tomorrow.
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Lizard remorse.
Lizard remorse.
Everything hums.
Everything hums.
The patch gets worse.
The patch gets worse.
One for the choir.
One for the smoke.
One for the cable
That should not be woke.
One for the ghost.
One for the curse.
One for the marriage
Between better and worse.
One for the shimmer.
One for the floor.
One for the thing
That came through the door.
One for the singer.
One for the force.
One for the wizard.
One for divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Lizard remorse.
Lizard remorse.
Choir of ghosts.
Choir of ghosts.
Cathedral smoke.
Cathedral smoke.
Synthesizer custody.
Synthesizer custody.
Nobody joke.
Nobody joke.
The song is haunted.
The song is wired.
The van is waiting.
The wizard is tired.
The room is blinking.
The stage is blue.
The patch is angry.
The caption is too.
Wizard divorce.
Wizard divorce.
Do not touch the wires.
Do not touch the wires.
Everything hums.
Everything hums.
The patch gets worse.
The patch gets worse.
Nobody joke.
Nobody joke.
Nobody joke.
Seriously.
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