Keith was the sole inhabitant
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Keith was the sole inhabitant
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Keith woke beside the fountain
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From his dreams of china mountains
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Far from the clatter of these autobanks
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That keep chucking up money!
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It turned into the kind of joke
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That Keith feels isn't funny
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White City
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White City
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Keith talked in alphanumerals
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Keith talked in alphanumerals
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Keith built a drug cathedral
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Shape of an octahedron
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Where he could hide from young Orwellians
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Who would trample their brothers!
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A thin white powder film on everything
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But soot is the colour of
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The White City
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White City
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White City
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So - are you happy
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With this vision you've created
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Should have known you'd never rest
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Til we're all incinerated
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And you know you are the best.
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White City
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| Thomas Dolby |
