Let's take a little walk
My friend death said
Around the old neighborhood
Let's have a look at what
Is gone and yet somewhere
Gets recorded transcribed
And stored for future reference
Our first stop is Hell
We've just opened a new level
And then of course there's
Our more contemporary Purgatory
Suburban locked estates
And finally feast your eyes
On Heaven a little patch of grass
Where you can rest
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