Lyrics:
pokin', hopin' That the grid's not too broken That the heart still remains open Even if it's swellin' Stay strong That's gridwork Old notion
a wall When I finally come around with a door on top of me I began to crawl across the gridwork of the floor As I got to the next door It exploded Me,
round if it’s gridwork You get the accommodations Cause it’s all just fun for you Bask in the rendezvous We don’t have no time for patience When are you
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