Apologies to that balding guy

And a Game Boy symphony crashes into space
The hipsters hanging upside down
That guy's German accent is utterly base
He's a bit of a clown
Still you refuse to be traced
To me it seems such a waste
And that Halo dance troupe's got a feel that's bittersweet
And it's your face that I'm looking for on every street

Defanged arugula, and a mushroom in 酢
Entertainment with zeal
Motown singing
And a dance retinue
It was pretty surreal
Then it's time for a chug
In an Irish-style snug
And the rain clouds over Williamsburg
Explode without heat
And it's your face that I'm looking for on every street