Lexi’s Welcome Home Gifts 🎁

Intruders slipped past hedges, creeping closer toward our house, Leather soles betrayed each stranger—hardly quiet as a mouse. Black gloves fumbled; shattered glass exposed their whereabouts, Porch lights flickered, turning whispered plans to frantic shouts. Masked faces froze; somebody tripped across that velvet couch, Coffee table caught his kneecap—heard one muffled little “ouch.” Bold intentions crumbled quickly; now those tough guys wanna pout, Magic corridors kept folding—good luck finding ways back out! Dad, quit yellin’! I’m just playin’—why’s your voice so loud? Brand-new toy keeps opening doors; thought you might be kinda proud. Tapped a button, found the attic—what’s the reason for that frown? Oops, the stairs are on the ceiling; had this thing turned upside down. Tried to reach the cookie cupboard, sent those creeps another round, Watch ’em tumble through the pantry, dizzy, sittin’ on the ground. Let me check the little booklet; gotta fix this mess somehow, You can ground me after dinner—if we find the kitchen now! [Hook | fully sung | full orchestra | sweeping strings, swelling brass, woodwinds, timpani] Dad, thank you for the welcome gifts—this game is so profound, They get the runaround, can’t find the treats behind the sounds. Heads in clouds, no knowledge of the roots—ha-ha! Those fuckin’ clowns, They label us as clowns because we like to play around— [Spoken | playful, teasing] With words, silly! [Instrumental break | full orchestra carries the hook melody | strings rise, brass answers, timpani rolls | no vocals]