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A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z Euromad i went euromad out on the road last fall between the roman churches and the german music halls were it not for mr gordon and his fine distillery i might not have got this far it would be all the same to me i started in bologna when i stepped between the lights i thought i'd lost my charisma my life flashed between my eyes the communists rejected me i didn't fit their plan and anyway i must assume there anti-american it might have been geneva in a darkened discotheque and though i met sophia i still got it in the neck a journalist he spied on me like i always knew they would he wrote me off like a business trip i felt deeply misunderstood or maybe it was paris blazing dignity and pride it's a city full of heiresses where i very nearly died i woke up in the circus with a whistling in my ears i'm ready for the antidote can you tell me what it is i went euromad out on the road last fall between the roman churches and the german music halls were it not for mr gordon and his fine distillery i might have never made it through this euromisery |
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