Raven's Beak - The curve of yer spine...

[Ravenloft]

Is so fine, so fine, it blows my mind...

Its line, I want it to be mine, one three, nine times!

But without a sign, here I'll sit, and here I'll pine.

My tongue a tine, wishing to wrap about you like a vine to wring from you the finest of wine...

 

[Beaker]

The curve of who spine

I have none

Tis not fine

So o dear no

It cant be mine

So Raven

Tell me dear, more wine?

 

[Ravenloft]

More wine?

More wine would be fine.

Pardon me, I ment to speak on your felt like skin.

Here now, I must feel the felt, the felt on your shin.

So soft and warm, may it never come to harm.

 

[Beaker]

But raven

The question

Who spine is it

That you covet

It isn't a muppet

No dont hide

Don't cower

In the shower

Tell me

The truth

shall set you free

 

[Ravenloft]

I must admit.

As you see fit.

The spine of a mime has captured my mind...

Alas, she and I will never be...

For she can never speak "I do" you see...

So I will continue to look, continue to search...

Up here alone, so alone uppon my perch...

 

[Beaker]

The spine of a mime

Well this is not fine

I must see fit

To end this you tit

How dare you

How could you

Desperate feltophile

No just a mimophile

And I loved you!

 

[Ravenloft]

Not so hasty...

She finds felt tasty...

Won't you reconsider?

Don't be so bitter...

Please don't hit her...

She shines with glitter.

It makes me titter...

She'd be a knitter.

If it wern't for her hand with the jitter...

Won't you even mit her?

I mean meet her?

 

[Beaker]

She finds felt tasty

No I cant be hasty

Oh let her touch me

Or even Meep me

And I will be happy

And with you chappy!

Um now I will come

And you her and I be one...

 

[Ravenloft]

Good man, good man, I knew you would come around...

Wait, do you hear that? Whats that sound?

Marching in on a dog and the lady mime.

Oh me, oh my, how sublime!

But now she can no longer do her mimin'

For she cried out with the loss of her hymen!

Thats against their code.

Oh, how dreadful this bodes...

 

[Beaker]

Raven what have you done

You will pay for this moment of fun

OH god but how you made her cum

We have to go

Hope her pain wont show

And we can go slow

Oh now the police

And they are showing malice

Raven drink from this chalice

Oh its poisoned

Your poisoned

I'm....