# There’s Always Room for You From Shark Island to the Dreamscape, From the Mansion to the moon, What started with a cup of tea Became this mad cartoon. A vampire clears his throat. “Are we seriously singing about the ducks?” QUACK. “…Apparently.” [Verse 1] We’ve had ghosts inside the hallways, Skeletons beneath the stairs, Monsters sleeping by the fire, Rubber ducks bloody everywhere. We’ve chased buses through the thunder, Crossed the Dreamscape in the rain, Found a hidden island picnic— And somehow lost the scones again. [Pre-Chorus] Through every storm, Through every night, We kept the kettle warm and bright. No matter what came crashing through— We always made some room. [Chorus — huge] There’s always room for you, Beneath the purple moon. For every monster, every misfit, Every strange and wonderful loon. From Shark Island to the Dreamscape, Through every mad thing that we do, You don’t have to change to join us— There’s always room for you. [Verse 2 — Vampire] The vampire lifts his teacup, “I’ve survived three hundred years. I’ve faced hunters, storms and sunlight, I have conquered ancient fears. But those ducks…” He points dramatically. “…Those yellow demons broke me.” A duck climbs into his lap. Long pause. He strokes its head. “…This one can stay.” [Build — drums rising] Raise the lanterns! Light the windows! Let the whole Dreamscape awake! Bring the monsters! Bring the ghosts! Bring every last piece of cake! Let the thunder shake the island, Let the stars come crashing through— Tonight this strange old family Is singing back to you! [Final Chorus — full orchestra, choir, guitars] THERE’S ALWAYS ROOM FOR YOU! BENEATH THE PURPLE MOON! FOR THE BROKEN AND THE BRILLIANT, FOR THE QUIET AND THE LOUD! Through the storms of Shark Island, Through the Dreamscape shining blue, Whatever strange tomorrow brings— We’ll face it as a crew! We’ve got tea and we’ve got monsters, We’ve got chaos, love and truth. Let the whole damn universe know— **THERE’S ALWAYS ROOM FOR YOU!** [Final Gang Vocals] OH-OH! LET THE OLD HOUSE SHAKE! OH-OH! PASS ANOTHER CAKE! OH-OH! MONSTERS, GHOSTS AND CREW! **THERE’S ALWAYS ROOM FOR YOU!** [Outro — music box from *Tea with the Monsters* returns] The picnic grows quiet. “Same time next haunting?” “Lovely.” A tiny **QUACK** comes from the teapot. Everyone freezes. The vampire slowly closes his eyes. “…Don’t.” QUACK. “Oh, for fuck’s sake.” [Final chord]
