The light at the end of the tunnel burns bright
It pushes into flashes fantastic
Pulls at rubber faced villains
Asks them to grow a brain
For once
And when the switch is flipped
When it reaches enormous radio-like proportions
When it opens into a chocolate lake
We all take a backseat and
Tell the driver where to go
How to get there
Techniques for avoiding an accident 
Flies to appease the lord

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