Bells around St. Petersburg. When I saw you. I hope I get what you deserve. And this is where I find. Smoke surrounds your perfect face. And I'm falling. Pushing a broom out into space. And this is where I find a way. [Chorus]. The stadium arcadium. A mirror to the moon. Well I'm forming 'n' I'm warming. State of the art. Until the clouds come crashing. Stranger things have happened. Both before and after noon. Well I'm forming 'n' I'm warming. Pushing myself. And no I don't mind asking. Now. [Chorus]. Alone inside my forest room. And it's storming. I never thought I'd be in bloom. But this is where I start. Derelict days and the stereo plays. For the all night crowd. That it cannot phase. And I'm calling. Tedious weeds that the media breeds. But the animal gets what the animal needs. And I'm sorry. [Chrous]. And this is where I find. Rays of dust that wrap around. Your citizen. Kind enough to disavow. And this is where I stand. The stadium arcadium. A mirror to the moon. Well I'm forming and I'm warming. State of the art. Until the clouds come crashing. Stranger things have happened. Both before and after noon. Well I'm forming and I'm warming. To you