I was on a crew that did the installation of Star Wars Land (i refuse to call it galaxies edge) at Disney in Anaheim. I wrote the entirety of these lyrics on the backside of the floor panels in the “hallways” of the Millennium Falcon.

Some of the googly eyes i stick around are still there. And there’s a penis painted on the wall of the exit lane that no one ever notices because the foot traffic is one-way.