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Down in Pumpkin Hill I gotz to find my lost piece.
I know that it's here, I can sense it in my feet,
The great Emerald's power allows me to feel.
I can't see a thing but it's around somewhere,
I'm gonna hold my head 'cause I have no fear.
This probably seems crazy, crazy, a graveyard theory,
A ghost tried to approach me, and got leary.
Asked him a question and he vanished in a second,
I walkin' through valley, cryin' pumpkins in the alley.
Didn't seem happy but they sure trying to get me,
Had to back 'em up with the fist metal crackle.
I'm hearing someone saying you a chicken, don't be scared!
It had to be the wind, 'cause nobody wasn't there.
I searched and I searched as I climbed up the wall,
And then I started to fly, I went in deeper!