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Junk - Sticky Fingers
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Junk - Sticky Fingers
[Verse 1]
Even an undertaker
Could never get his hands out clean
Smile, we can fake it, we're so mean
So who you really wanna please?
And what d'you really want from me?
'Cause all I really got right now fits through teeth

[Refrain]
Oh, the places we'll go
With all the life I hold
On our way, soon we'll know
Before my hands turn cold

[Chorus]
Heaven holds no place for junk like me
I'm thrown away and gone to waste
Heaven has no space for what I need
I'm thrown away and gone to waste
A world away, a jaded fantasy

[Verse 2]
Even the stars are dead now
And people taken by machine
Lost in a mystic skyline, Bowie's dreams
So what's the point of living clean
When you're hiding dirt beneath your feet?
And all I really got right now fits through teeth
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