The shiny metal bells
With the ring-a-ting-a-ting
And the ding-a-ding-a-ding
And I smack it on the top
And I hate it to the end
Then I get a radio
Where voices blare
And, I don't know
The shiny bells
What with the ding
What with the ring
What with the teenage dreams
Of useless things
I don't even want a clock
Any single ways
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