Tune Town

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The songs come from all around.

They even come from the ground.

They sing the old familiar tune.

And it all starts at the strike of noon.

The town starts to become alive.

From this old tune does their faith derive.

People, children, all as one.

Come to town to join the fun.

Everyday, this joy is found.

But, only in a place called Tune Town.

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Colin "Satyr" McNamara's picture

haha this sounds wayyyy too happy to be my kind of tune town.... I need loud, heavy, vile stuff...


I still like this lots though hah