Charles Bukowski is Dead

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Gotta get out of these smoky clothes Rid myself of this Camden filth Drinkin' at the mixer with Mark and Key All my friends are there with me Adam plays guitar with a rock and roll band Catelina works at the MTV Sarah likes eggs and digs our sound Andy lives free but he's home for tea Stayin' at Pete's With the Reverend Wend Bakers at the studio wait for me Chords and sex and dogs and kids All don't mean that much today You'll never touch the magic if you don't reach out far enough You'll never touch the magic if you don't reach out far enough You'll never touch the magic if you don't reach out far enough
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