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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2009-09-25 | | i have collected all the notes/ from my piano/ and sew them on my coat/ from collar to heel/ so that i could play the ballad/ your mum used to sing/ but the fools on the street nicked it/ and were reluctant to give it back/ and tore it apart/ your ballad, my ballad/ now that my piano is barren/ i am cold/ may be, may be/ there’s more audacity/ walking naked! 24/9/2009 Bromley Road
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