At Old Regalia's hidden school for the magically impaired
There's a centaur in the living room
With a couple legs to spare
There's a harpy playing harp
She's had every feather plucked
There's a painting of a little boy
Inside a ghost is stuck
At Old Regalia's hidden school for the magically deformed
There's a minotaur who's making soup
Born with neither horn
There's a mermaid who made trade for legs
But couldn't learn to walk
If you need it at Regalia's there's a spot
I'll tell you who won't fail ya
Old Regalia
If you feel like a failure
Old Regalia's where you should go
Turned a freak show to a home
No matter what ails ya
You can count on Old Regalia
At Old Regalia's hidden school for the magically impaired
There's a wolfman with anxiety
Who keeps tugging on his hair
There's a zombie acting calm
He's not really into brains
There's a half-elf mutant youngin'
Who likes building model trains
At Old Regalia's hidden school for the magically deformed
There's a girl who witch switched to a broom
Sweeping up the floors
There's a frog who turned into a prince
But didn't gain IQ
There's a place for everybody, even you
I'll tell you who won't fail ya
Old Regalia
If you feel like a failure
Old Regalia's where you should go
Turned a freak show to a home
No matter what ails ya
You can count on Old Regalia
(You can count on Old Regalia)
(You can count on Old Regalia)