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A David Bowie waistcoat and Gitane cigarettes
Traveling station from station to new town
Looking for a new career as the world world falls
down
Five years reminded me of the babe
an absolute beginner
a lad in sane
I sold the pay
rubber bands ,soul love ,platform shoes
Playing the guitar
Outside the Word on a Wing
A beauty and a beast
What In the world coud be so Low
Heroes and Blackstars waiting for the Next day
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