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| So for those who missed it, I killed God. I'm feeling pretty blasphemawesome right now. | |
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| Hello there, Death! Fancy meeting you here! I'm acknowledging you with a greeting, which is new. | |
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| I'm the Cream Of the Great Utopia Dream, and you're the gleam In the depths of your banker's spleen. | |
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| Have you seen the back of my head? Isn't it sexy? | |
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| Making love with his ego, Ziggy sucked up into his mind like a leper messiah. When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band. | |
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