Tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
Mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've opened shops down west side
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net ]Will all the cacti find a home
But the key to the city
Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky
Songwriter(s): David Bowie
Copyright: Tintoretto Music, Chrysalis Music Ltd
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