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| I ain't gonna let it get to me, I'm just gonna creep, Down in Pumpkin Hill I gots to find my lost piece. | |
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| I know that it's here, I can sense it in my feet, The great Emerald's power allows me to feel. I can't see a thing but it's around somewhere, I'm gonna hold my head 'cause I have no fear. | |
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| This probably seems crazy, crazy, a graveyard theory, A ghost tried to approach me and got leery. | |
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| Ask him a question and he vanished in a second, I'm walkin' through valleys cryin' pumpkin in the alley. | |
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| Didn't seem happy but they sure tried to get me, Had to back 'em up with the fist, metal crack 'em. I'm hearing someone saying you a chicken, don't be scared! | |
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| It had to be the wind, 'cause nobody wasn't there. I searched and I searched as I climbed up the wall, And then I started to fly, I went in deeper! | |
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