We've got to get ourselves back to the garden
Well, I came across a child of God
We are stardust, we are golden
Mr. Greed I think your time has come.
We're gonna sing it and pray it and live it then say it.
I sincerely hope Buffy Sainte-Marie accepts Morrissey's offer to join his tour. It would be stardust and golden.
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