Five Years ~ David Bowie ~ 1972
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys, electric irons & teevees
My brain hurt like a warehouse,
it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things
to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people,
and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people,
and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people
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