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There’s been a lot of commotionUp here on the third floorIt took me a while to figure outWhat it was forHeard excited voicesPackages brought inAs we hurtle around the sunIt’s enough to make your head spinOh, in this great wide worldThere’s just one thing I knowThey’re having a party down the hallAnd I don’t want to goThey’ve got the decorationsThey’ve been working on for daysExpensive speakersPlaying “Purple Haze”I got my invitationIt came by U.S. MailI’ve been hiding outAll to no availA girl walked by dressed as a ghostI guess it’s a costume ballA man came as a pirateIt might not be a costume at allHe told her, “You should lighten upYou look like the melancholy kindLife is for the living”And he took another drink of white wineA man without knowing whyApproached a woman in redHe said the first thingThat came into his headHe said, “Hi, you sweet little dearWhat’s your heart’s desire?”She said, “To take the songs I hearAnd convert them into fire”He said, “Well, I like your styleI’ll tell you whatWe’ll sneak down the back stairsFind the field where the corn’s been cutThe stalks are hard as rocksWe might not get too farBut if you take my ice-cold handWe’ll navigate by the North Star”