"You know who I am," he said
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The speaker was an angel
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He coughed and shook his crumpled wings
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Closed his eyes and moved his lips
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"It's time we should be going"
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(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
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Look back in anger,
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driven by the night
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Till you come
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(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
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Look back in anger,
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see it in my eyes
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Till you come
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No one seemed to hear him
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So he leafed through a magazine
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And, yawning, rubbed the sleep away
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Very sane he seemed to me
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(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
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Look back in anger,
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driven by the night
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Till you come
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(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
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Look back in anger,
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feel it in my voice
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Till you come
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(Waiting so long, ahhh...)
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(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
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[repeat ad inf.]
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Look Back In Anger
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David Bowie |