Biography:
Paul Shapera is an artist who works both under this name and (for a few years) Mocha Lab. He has created a number of different albums, of which the most popular is "The Dolls Of New Albion: A Steampunk Opera". They can all be bought online, mainly under his bandcamp page. He is currently working on a sequel to the Steampunk Opera, known as "The Dieselpunk Radio Hour" and is planning to create another sequel after that. He is mainly a writer and producer, while others help him work on his albums.
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Other songs:
- Annabel Has A Doll
- Annabel Raises The Dead
- Annabels Lament
- Bonfire Of The Dolls
- Edgar Builds A Business
- Edgar Gets His Heart Broken
- Elysian Night
- Fay Considers Edgars Proposal
- I Will Bring You Down
- New Albion 1
- New Albion 2
- New Albion 3
- New Albion 4
- Postcards From Perdition Trail
- Priscilla And Jasper Play Cards
- Prisiclla Contemplates
- The Ballad Of The Gambler And The Monk
- The Day They Come
- The Dolls Of New Albion
- The Movement 1
- The Movement 2
- The Old Trunk In The Attic
- The Suicide
- Voodoopunk
- We Bid The First Generation Adieu
- We Bid You All Adieu
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
Gm Eb Cm D x2
[Verse 1]
Gm
Several hundred years before, a gambler and a monk embarked
Eb
On a long trek through the endless prairies of the North;
Cm
They had a fierce debate about God and chance and fate,
D
And to resolve it agreed a game of cards indeed be played.
Gm
The game went on all day, and through the next and next they played,
Eb
And around them a shelter was built to shield the rain,
Cm
A street around the shelter formed, then a church, a house, a bar,
Gm D D+ Gm
And that is how the city of New Albion was born.
Gm D D+ Gm
That is how the city of New Albion was born.
[Interlude]
Gm Eb Cm D
[Verse 2]
Gm
New Albion today, With bustling streets, machines, cafes
Eb
And the nice, the wise, the eccentric and insane
Cm
The Mafia’s run by a red haired dwarf with just one eye
D
Whose affairs he decides with a pair of silver dice
Gm
Over the Zeppelin Union Pilots, a castrati boss presides
Eb
And we hear his song each afternoon as he flies by
Cm
There’s prisons made of lead, and gargoyles of iron shreds
Gm D D+ Gm
And Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead
Gm D D+ Gm
Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead
[Interlude]
Gm Eb Cm D
[Verse 3]
Gm
The Lodge on Ashland Street is where the Alchemists Guild meets
Eb
And to join you have to craft a glass pearl from a young girl’s dream
Cm
A group of thieves they heard, broke in the lodge to steal the pearls
D
But in the morning they were found there sitting staring unperturbed
Gm
The twilight fog they say, an aphrodisiac contains
Eb
Nonsense, but yet they copulate in doorways anyway
Cm
There’s inventors and inbred in upper class it’s been said
Gm D D+ Gm
And Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead
Gm D D+ Gm
Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead
[Outro]
Gm D D+ Gm
Clever little Annabella with her clever head.
Gm D D+ Gm
Oh, Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead.
Gm Eb Cm D x2
[Verse 1]
Gm
Several hundred years before, a gambler and a monk embarked
Eb
On a long trek through the endless prairies of the North;
Cm
They had a fierce debate about God and chance and fate,
D
And to resolve it agreed a game of cards indeed be played.
Gm
The game went on all day, and through the next and next they played,
Eb
And around them a shelter was built to shield the rain,
Cm
A street around the shelter formed, then a church, a house, a bar,
Gm D D+ Gm
And that is how the city of New Albion was born.
Gm D D+ Gm
That is how the city of New Albion was born.
[Interlude]
Gm Eb Cm D
[Verse 2]
Gm
New Albion today, With bustling streets, machines, cafes
Eb
And the nice, the wise, the eccentric and insane
Cm
The Mafia’s run by a red haired dwarf with just one eye
D
Whose affairs he decides with a pair of silver dice
Gm
Over the Zeppelin Union Pilots, a castrati boss presides
Eb
And we hear his song each afternoon as he flies by
Cm
There’s prisons made of lead, and gargoyles of iron shreds
Gm D D+ Gm
And Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead
Gm D D+ Gm
Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead
[Interlude]
Gm Eb Cm D
[Verse 3]
Gm
The Lodge on Ashland Street is where the Alchemists Guild meets
Eb
And to join you have to craft a glass pearl from a young girl’s dream
Cm
A group of thieves they heard, broke in the lodge to steal the pearls
D
But in the morning they were found there sitting staring unperturbed
Gm
The twilight fog they say, an aphrodisiac contains
Eb
Nonsense, but yet they copulate in doorways anyway
Cm
There’s inventors and inbred in upper class it’s been said
Gm D D+ Gm
And Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead
Gm D D+ Gm
Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead
[Outro]
Gm D D+ Gm
Clever little Annabella with her clever head.
Gm D D+ Gm
Oh, Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead.
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