the stands
the big parade
 The streets are wet And they shine like gold As they're lined For the big parade All to sell is here to be sold I hope I might see her today All who could talk Say she shines like she does And that she would like to Take me out And show me around There seems So much of this place All who could talk Say she shines like she does And that she would like to Breath me in And turn me round It seems like there's no other way 