[Look,this is Fabletown...]
The place where fables are found.
Grimey roads replace the yellow bricks,
Paved on the ground.
[How many of them stay here?]
I'm unable to count.
Because labelled as outcasts,
They stay underground.
[They keep themselves to themselves]
Invisible among this mundies
[They use a spell to repell] [bad word] needs a way to keep in order.
[Someone to police the place]
sort of senior lawman.
Formely The Big Bad Wolf,
They call him Bigby.
[Went from eating kids to drinking neat whisky]
When lying alone at night,
I don't quite know why,
He's got the hots for Snow White.
[I know,right?]
All it look to hook him long ago was a lone bite.
It was so wrong...
[Yet so right]
In Fabletown they face a daily [bad word] To escape the place they came from
And the range of ways
That they can rise up trouble.
[Dark forces want to see this place razed [bad word] but Gigby's a razor blade erasing any trace of stubble]
Perhaps one too many close shaves,
Check the mirror.
See thing a little clearer,
The answers getting nearer.
He needs to keep his fellow fables out of harm's way,
Be they in Bullfinch street or at the farm,hey.
Stop crying over split milk,
Pick up the dairy pail
[Pick up the dairy pail]
And dig up the [bad word] That's hidden underneath this fairy tale.
You better beware,
For there's a wolf among us,
But the [bad word] is the food for which he hungers.
You better beware,
[You better beware]
For there's a wolf among us,
But the [bad word] is the food for which he hungers.
You better beware,
[You better beware]
For there's a wolf among us,
But the [bad word] is the food for which he hungers.
You better beware,
[You better beware]
For there's a wolf among us,
But the [bad word] is the food for which he hungers.