Popple grabbed Fawful by the arm. "Hey, you know 'cause we ain't geniuses don't mean that we are idiots,see?"

Rolling around at the speed of sound,

He pulled the bean forwards. "Let me show you what a bit of street smarts can do."

Got places to go, gotta follow that rainbow!

Before Fawful could say anything, Popple spoke. "You don't need a big gadget to pick a stupid lock."

Can't stick around, have to keep moving on,

After a minute picking it with a bobby pin, Popple swung open the door. "See?" He walked in, and the alarms went off. "Crud. Okay, next step, RUN." The younger took his lead, and ran as droids came.

Guess what lies ahead, only one way to find out!

Fawful stared at the thief, they actually got away. Without the headgear. It was simple, Popple just clunked it with a thick rock.

Must keep on moving ahead,

"Why are you staring at me like a load of bricks!? Let's go!"

No time for guessing, follow my plan instead!

Popple gestured to the sky, as he said. "I just go with my heart, and sometimes not my brain."

Trusting in what you can't see, take my lead I'll set you free.

Fawful smiled at him, having learned that smart comes in different ways.

Follow me, set me free.

Fawful stared at the struck thief. He nudged him, and smiled. "Let's have the doings of this way of the Popple."

"Popple way."

Trust me and we will escape from the city.

Fawful looked around for a wire, put Popple was able to produce a bobby pin from his shirt.

I'll make it through, prove it to you!

They began to pick the prison lock, Popple smiling.

Follow me! Take my lead!

They swung the cell open, and taking the Fawful way, they hid from the patrolling droids.

Trust me and we can escape from the city!

They ran, out of sight.

I'll make it through, prove it to you!

Follow me!

Popple looked around, as Fawful shot at a defense droid with his raygun. He grabbed a lead pipe, and swung it.

Danger is lurking around every turn,

Fawful smiled, as the blunt force brained the machine.

Trust your feelings, got to live and learn!

Popple always saw himself as a lucky guy; he survived homelessness, and some stuff he doesn't like to poke into.

I know with some luck that I'll make that I'll make it through.

Popple saw that they were fighting a losing battle, and grabbed Fawful's hand. "Run."

Got no other options, got one thing to do!

They both bolted. Two beans on the run.

I don't care what lies ahead!

They ran out of the castle, and to find the others.

No time for guessing follow my plan instead!

Fawful tripped, and the old guard came running. Popple stopped and went back. He helped him up. "Go left!" He urged the younger ahead.

Find that next stage no matter what it may be!

Luigi found them running. He stepped in front of the guard. "STOP IT!"

Take my lead, I'll set you free!

They sat with everyone, Peasley walked up to his fellow beans.

Follow me!

He formally and personally apologized for the actions of the monarchy.

Set me free!

Popple smiled at Fawful. "Actually, it's okay."

Trust me and we can escape from the city!

I'll make it through, follow me!

Set me free!

Trust me and we can escape from the city!

I'll make it through, prove it to you!

Follow me!