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Algeria Touchshriek - The Song

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Lyrics by Bowie, music by Bowie/Gabrels/Garson/Kizilcay/Campbell.

Thanks to Guy Polak and Debbie Fisher, dfisher@kentvm.kent.edu for helping with these lyrics.


My name is Mr. Touchshriek 
Of Touchshriek with mail over and fantasy
My shop sells egg shells off the shesores and empty females 

I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop 
To a Mr. Walloff Domburg
A reject from the world wide intellect

He's a broken man 
I'm also a broken man

It would be nice to have company
We could have great conversations 
Looking through windows for demons
And watching the young advance in all electric

Some of the houses around here still have inhabitants in them
I'm not sure if they're from this country or not
I don't get to speak much to anyone or that sort of thing
If I had another broken man
Oh, I dream of something like that



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