We'll stumble through the yard We'll stumble through the yard We'll stumble through the A-P-T We'll stumble through the yard Force fields. Explorer racing home, the ancient star. Yellow mixed with golden hue. Scan the graveyard, dead there be. Ball and chain. Ball and chain. Ball and chain. Ball and chain.
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It was round about midnight. Hipster town.
Imagine going for a walk. Things get around to taking place. It's not a waste of time. The rich got a little poorer. Things get around to taking place. If they're gonna happen at all. Don't need that jazz. Don't need that stuff. It was round about midnight. Hipster town. It was round about midnight. Hipster town.
(Repeat 1st verse)
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