Grease

Darlings do best in the open air

They step outside sick with despair

Baby's alright with choosing sides

Brandishing arms and standing in line

But what's that sound going on?

Where's it going to call home?

Garlic springs up where you walk

Bells ring out baby when you talk

Cracking wise and being thin

Wondering where to begin

Where's that smoke coming from?

Where's it going to call home?