Eight Line Poem [Bowie at the Beeb]
David Bowie
Track 20 on Bowie at the Beeb
Sep. 26, 20001 viewer
Eight Line Poem [Bowie at the Beeb] Lyrics
The tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
The mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've opened shops down West side
Will all the cacti find a home
But the key to the city
Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky
Surveys the prairie of your room
The mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've opened shops down West side
Will all the cacti find a home
But the key to the city
Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky
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September 26, 2000
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