Not wanting to Let the Sun Go Down On You (Me), you persevere towards a Philadelphia Freedom with the Weight of the World on your shoulders. As you march forwards saying Goodbye Orange (Yellow) Brick Road, you notice that the maple syrup monsters are marching behind you humming a little Ghetto Gospel.
Unfortunately you suddenly find yourself surrounded by Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters, so you....
Feel Like a Bullet and prepare to battle the M.Ls and M.Hs...
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