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Behind the old drill hall
 There's a dark dirty lane
 It's got graffiti all along the wall
 Some obscene, some insane
 But walk the whole way along
 And the wall will start to sing its song
 Mmm, you'll see
 Sunlight throws into relief
 When it can poke through
 Some locally held beliefs
 "F.T.P." "F.T.Q."
 And you can't let this moment pass
 (Moment pass)
 Without learning who's a beast and who's a grass
 (Who's a grass, who's a grass)
 Mmm, 'cause it's all here
 Tired old sprayed on pledges of love and hate
 Over painted with words with which I agree
 But these squiggles I see
 They're all Greek to me
 Behind the old drill hall
 There's a dark dirty lane
 It's got graffiti all along the wall
 Some obscene, some insane
 But walk the whole way along
 (Way along)
 And the wall will start to sing its song
 (Sing its song, sing its song)
 You'll see
 And you can't let this moment pass
 (Moment pass)
 Without learning who's a beast and who's a grass
 (Who's a grass, who's a grass)
 Mmm, 'cause it's all here to see