A: Look, this is Fabletown
D: The place where fables are found
Grimy roads replace the yellow bricks paved on the ground
A: How many of them stay here?
D: I'm unable to count
Because labelled as outcasts, they stay underground
A: They keep themselves to themselves
D: Invisible among these Mundies
A: They use a spell to repel
D: Every community needs a way to keep in order
A: Someone to police the place
D: A sort of senior lawman.
Formerly the Big Bad Wolf,
they call him Bigby.
A: Went from eating kids to drinking neat whiskey.
D: When lying alone at night
I don't quite know why
He's got the hots for Snow White
A: I know, right?
D: All it took to hook him long ago was a lone bite
It was so wrong...
A: Yet so right.
D: In Fabletown they place a daily struggle
To escape the place they came from and the range of ways they can raise the trouble
A: Dark forces wanna see this place razed to rubble
But Bigby's a razorblade,
Erasing any trace of stubble
D: Perhaps one too many close shaves
Check the mirror
See things a little clearer
The answer's getting near.
He needs to keep his fellow fables out of harm's way
Be they in Coldfinch Street,
Or at the Farm, hey
Stop crying over spilt milk
D & A: Pick up the dairy pale
D: And dig up the truth that's hidden underneath this Fairy Tale
You better beware, for there's a Wolf Among Us
But the truth is the food for which he hungers.
D & A: You better beware, for there's a Wolf Among Us
D: But the truth is the food for which he hungers.
D & A: You better beware, for there's a Wolf Among Us
D: But the truth is the food for which he hungers.

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