Once there was a man

Who had a little too much

Time on his hands

He never stopped to think

That he was getting older

But when his night came to an end

He tried to grasp for his last friend

And pretend that he could wish himself health

On a four leaf clover

He said is this the return to Oz

The grass is dead

The gold is brown

And the sky has claws

There's a wind up man walking round and round

What once was Emerald City

Is now a crystal town

Three o'clock in the morning

You get a phone call from the queen

With a hoard of heads

She says that they're all dead

She tried the last one on

It couldn't speak fell off

And now she just wanders the halls

Thinking nothing

Thinking nothing at all

She said is this the return to Oz

The grass is dead

The gold is brown

And the sky has claws

There's a wind up man walking round and round

What once was Emerald City

Is now a crystal town

The wheelie's are cutting pavement

And the Skeksis at the rave meant to hide

Deep inside their sunken faces and their wild rolling eyes

But their callous words reveal

That they can no longer feel

Love or s*x appeal

The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal

To return to Oz we fled the world with smiles and clenching jaws

Please help me friend from coming down

I've lost my place and now it can't be found

Is this the return to Oz

The grass is dead

The gold is brown

And the sky has claws

There's a wind-up man walking round and round

What once was emerald city

Is now a crystal town