Once upon a time, in 1982, there were four young ghosts who lived under the iron fist of Pac-Man.
He just ate a power pellet! Run! Oh no! He's coming! No! Not today, my friends. Inky! W-What are you doing?! I'm finally taking my stand, Blinky, hear my words:
I want to be free, free from this maze! I am a ghost! Why can't I just fly away? The cruel yellow monster is not what he seems, These people pay a quarter, but it costs us our dreams, Oh God!
Gonna walka walka walka-way From Pac-Man's tyranny! I say, I shall taste freedom Tonight!
We ride off of the side of the screen! Okay, it looks like we're back at the first side of the screen That's fine! At least there are delicious cherries to eat! They're my favorite food, and, are you gonna eat those too, Pac-Man? No, that's fuckin' great...
Gonna whaka whaka whaka-way, At these chains holding me! Hooray! My moment of triumph comes today Oh my god Inky Watch out! Pac-Man's right behind you! Death has come for us all! Shit!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
