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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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