Quoted from SantaEatsCheese:

Story time! Once upon a time my parents owned and operated an amusement park. It was the family livelihood from the time I was 2 until the time I was 12 (rought childhood, I know). The one set of arcade machines that never changed the entire time they ran the park, was the Skee Ball machines. We had 3 or 6 maybe? In any case, these Skee Ball machines played attract music randomly, everytime someone played a game it would go through the same music, and there was always the deep heavy thrum of someone rolling a ball. I can still hear it in my sleep. It drove my dad almost insane. After 10 years, the park closed down and my parents moved us across the country to open up a gym and start a new life. They built the gym in a strip mall, and the strip mall had a restaurant right next door... with arcade games! What was right on the other side of the wall next to my dad's office? That's right... a Skee Ball machine... You could hear every... damn... game through the wall. The horror.