So far and so alone a million light years away, Storm Trooper back up from my door. I got my blaster set and I’m ready to start a minor war: this won’t be the day you were hoping for, so just walk away! Walk away! You want a battle? Well don’t look very far. You want to fight somebody? Come fight the superstar. Better run now cause your done, now cause your standing in a bad mans town. Boy, time to get back to my daily routine, have a beer at a bar on Tattooine.
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