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This is a song preview of “The Anthropophagist's Club “ from Abney Parks new album, Circus At The End Of The World, on sale September 7th (this Saturday!) THE ANTROPOPHAGIST'S CLUB I know a cabaret, down a blackened street, Where all the darkest naves and villains meet. they'll drink the darkest booze, and smoking the foulest weeds, and if you've any itch, some one there can meet your needs. Corus: Whats this odd taste in my drink? I'm start'in not to care what anybody thinks. say what you will, I'm getting out of this place. Well, I fell down there, I barley got back up again. I saw the coal black hair, I saw porcelain skin. If i told you she sang nice, I'd be a liar true her band was cold ice, under the spot light blue. She said, “Son take my hand, you've got a trustworthy face“ I said, “I dig your band, now lets get outta this place.“ She lead me to a room, with a susp
