Not The Marquee
I’m the venue not the marquee,
shining brighter than a bold glow.
Air flooding thick curtains you see,
I’m the venue not the marquee.
That shrill thrill chases energy
amplifying patrons gung-ho.
I’m the venue not the marquee,
shining brighter than a bold glow.
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