Echoes of the Broadway Everglades,
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With her mythical madonnas still walking in their shades:
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Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and plays his other hand.
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Marshall McLuhan, casual viewin', head buried in the sand.
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Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing.
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Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing.
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Klu Klux Klan serve hot soul food and the band plays 'In the Mood'
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The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand, there's a smell of
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peach blossom and bitter almonde.
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Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade, he know in a scent,
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you can bottle all you made.
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There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes, smiling at the majorettes
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smoking Winston Cigarettes.
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And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home
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with needles; needles and pins.
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Broadway Melody Of 1974
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Genesis |