The Pits
Murky Dismal and Lurky

[Lurky]
Gosh Murky, what a gloomy day

[Murky]
Yeah, Lurky! Isn't it great!

Nothing like the thrill of black clouds forming in the sky
They make us feel so wonderful inside
It's a dark and dismal day
The perfect holiday
This could be the start of something gray

Just look on the dark side
The worst is yet to come
We'll show you how to have some fun
We'll paint you with a frown
And always cheer you down

[Chorus]
We'll grab you with our grimy mitts
and take you to the gray and gloomy
dark and dingy
grody grungy gross and greasy
downright seedy Pits.

We'll capture your colors
Soak them up in gray
Wash every bit of sparkle away
No smiles on anyone
Just faces that are glum
And people who do nothing but complain

Accentuate the negative and be a pessimist
No better place for griping than the Pits
If you're fond of misery
You're in good company

[Chorus]
We'll grab you with our grimy mitts
and take you to the gray and gloomy
dark and dingy
grody grungy gross and greasy
downright seedy Pits.

It's gloomy and it's grand
Colors here are banned
And on your birthday every year it rains
Smog and smoke fill the air
Smelly fumes everywhere
We promise you that you'll be glad you came

Here's an open invitation to our vacation spot
Enjoy the scenic filth, decay, and rot
You'll love basking in the mist
Of the dark and grungy Pits
Just relax and have a gray old time

[Chorus]
We'll grab you with our grimy mitts
and take you to the gray and gloomy
dark and dingy
grody grungy gross and greasy downright seedy!
Buddy, it ain't nothin' like the Ritz!
sublimely slimy grody greasy muddy mushy slushy sleazy Pits!

This is the Pits!

 

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