Fame Throwa
Pavement
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Fame throwa pass out the gold, the diamond Watch, the last reward, all the things we had Before you sold us out and took it all. Head-borne cries from zenith sluts, astral Rites from dead-end ruts. These kids are sick-end wars "One of the nation's spies. One of our first recruits. Click with her leather thighs One of our first recruits." How can you know? In the distance lies A grower, nee rode off, king fame throwa Son of groupie, red-worn sexan: spent his Cash convincing us that the desert was A starscape and sold our lives for a Satellite so we could cry: "Naked, naked foul"
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Written by: S. KANNBERG, S. MALKMUS
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