I climbed to the top
The wind blowing in my face
I looked around in the darkness
That hid a very pretty place
The storm was raging high
And the pulled light switch down
The strongest, largest guy
Could not flip the massive switch
But then I volunteered
To give the world its light
And have the darkness cleared
And with brains I could do it
So I brought my thing
My thing-a-magig
Which had major bling
And I fastened it on the switch
And turned it round and round
And I was blinded by the light
That came from the town
The light switch was flipped, hooray
And yet, to this very day
I look upon the town
And think of standing on the tower
And looking down, upon it all
The city lights, that never go away
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