Once, in a corridor in Memphis,
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Was a singer took a breath
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And wrote the birth of the teenager
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Now we come to write his death
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We've learned a lot of bitter lessons
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Seen the way ideals age
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Seen the lies and seen the boredom
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Seen the coming final page
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This is the last significant statement
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To be made in rock and roll
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Farewell to Gods and to Lords and to Ladies
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Religions and the soul
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This is the last significant statement
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To be made in rock and roll
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Everything that follows is a footnote
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That we can turn to when we are...
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...Old, My love.
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Goodnight my love
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We are old, my love
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Goodnight my love.
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The fanzine writers write for broadsheets
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The poor men found their daughters wealthy
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Rebellion shores up the market
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Rebellion keeps the nation healthy
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This thing I loved, this thing I worshipped
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This cruel, deceptive, vicious thing.
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I shall leave you to die where you lie
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I shall forget my dying king
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This is the last significant statement
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To be made in rock and roll
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Farewell to Gods and to Lords and to Ladies
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Religions and the soul
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This is the last significant statement
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To be made in rock and roll
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Everything that follows is a footnote
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That we can turn to when we are...
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...Old, My love.
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Goodnight my love
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We are old, my love
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Goodnight my love.
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So old, my love
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So old, my love
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Baby love, my baby love
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I cherish you, my love.
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Last Significant To be Made in Rock'n' Roll
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The Indelicates |