We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard

Force fields
Explorer racing home, the ancient star
Yellow mixed with golden hue
Scan the graveyard, dead there be

Ball and chain
Ball and chain
Ball and chain
Ball and chain

We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard

We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard

We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard

It was round about midnight
Hipster town
Imagine going for a walk
Things get around to taking place
It's not a waste of time

The rich got a little poorer
Things get around to taking place
If they're gonna happen at all
Don't need that jazz. Don't need that stuff

It was round about midnight
Hipster town
It was round about midnight
Hipster town

We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard