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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gwen Stefani
Vocals
Tony Kanal
Bass Guitar
Tom Dumont
Electric Guitar
Adrian Young
Drums
Eric Stefani
Keyboards
Gabrial McNair
Trombone
Phil Jordan
Trumpet
Gerard Boisse
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Stefani
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Wilder
Producer
Paul Palmer
Mixing Engineer
David J. Holman
Mixing Engineer
Phil Kaffel
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Remain seated, please
Permanecer sentados, por favor
[Verse 2]
Once was a magical place, over time it was lost
Price increased the cost
Now the fortune of the kingdom
Is locked up in its dungeon vaults
The castle floor lies in traps with coiled wires set back
Decoyed by old cheese
Now the drawbridge has been lifted
As the millions, they drop to their knees
[Verse 3]
They pay homage to a king
Whose dreams are buried in their minds
His tears are frozen stiff
Icicles drip from his eyes
[Verse 4]
The cold wind blows as it snows on those who fight to get in
On heads that are small
Disillusioned as they enter (Disillusioned as they enter)
They're unaware what's behind castle walls, walls
But now it's written in stone, the king has been overthrown
By jesterly fools
And the power of the people (And the power of the people)
Shall come to believe they do rule
[Verse 5]
They pay homage to a king
Whose dreams are buried in their minds
His tears are frozen stiff
Icicles drip from his eyes
Welcome to the tragic kingdom
Cornfields of popcorn have yet to spring open
[Verse 6]
Have they lost their heads, or are they just all blind mice?
We've heard all their stories one too many times
Hypnotized by fireflies that glow in the dark
Midgets that disguise themselves as tiny little dwarfs
The parade that's electrical
It serves no real purpose
Just takes up a lot of juice
Just to impress us
[Verse 7]
They pay homage to a king
Whose dreams are buried in their minds
His tears are frozen stiff
Icicles drip from his eyes
Ooh, they drip from his eyes into the night
They drip from his eyes (Tragic kingdom)
They pay homage to a king (Tragic kingdom)
A king who's buried, buried in their minds
They drip from his eyes (Tragic kingdom)
[Verse 8]
Welcome to the tragic kingdom
Cornfields of popcorn have yet to spring open
[Verse 9]
(Welcome to the tragic kingdom)
(Welcome to the tragic kingdom)
(Welcome to the tragic kingdom...)
Written by: Eric Stefani