David Bowie
David Bowie - Eight line poem lyrics
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Tactful cactus by your window Surveys the prairie of your room Mobile spins to its collision Clara puts her head between her paws They've opened shops down west side Will all the cacti find a home But the key to the city Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky
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Author: David Bowie
Composer: ?
Publisher: Jones/Tintoretto Entertainment Co., LLC, EMI Records Ltd.
Details:
Released in: 1971
Language: English
Translations: French
Appearing on: Hunky Dory (1971) , At the Beeb (2000)
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- Country: United Kingdom
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