On That Note: Elementary, my dear Watson

And it’s all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog,
All gone for beer and tobacco,
Well, I’ve spent all me tin with the lasses drinking gin,
And across the western ocean I must wander.

 
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If you come around
No more pain and no regrets
Watch the sun go brown
Smoking cobalt cigarettes
There's no need to hide
Taking things the easy way
If I stay inside
I might live til Saturday

 
David Bowie, Diamond Dogs

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent
You asked for the latest party
With a silicon hump and your ten-inch stump






Jean Genie

He's so simple-minded, he can't drive his module
He bites on the neon and sleeps in a capsule
Loves to be loved, loves to be loved


 
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The Pretenders, Middle of the Road


Past corrugated tin shacks full up with kids
And man, I don't mean a Hampstead nursery
But when you own a big chunk of the bloody Third World
The babies just come with the scenery



Don't Get Me Wrong

Don't get me wrong
If I'm looking kind of dazzled
I see neon lights
Whenever you walk by

 
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The Who, Who Are You


I took the tube back out of town
Back to the rollin' pin
I felt a little like a dyin' clown
With a streak of rin tin tin






You Better, You Better You Bet


I showed up late one night With a neon light for a visa

 
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