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| Pop Iggy Brick By Brick Starry Night Stars in the sky I like them better than you Stars in the sky They tell me what to do I don't care about your city Or your fat income I don't care about your Vanity Fair Or your fucking sitcom CHORUS Starry night Starry night That starry night Makes me feel alright I heard a lotta mean talkin' I met a lotta tough guys-they all look Pretty ugly under the stars Go out to the desert And just look up You can feel yourself Under the stars All man's buildings Will soon be gone 'Cause something here Is absolutely wrong CHORUS Makes me feel alright Like a human being Take your building and your income and Shove it up your ass- Take your building and your income and stuff It with your cash- I heard a lotta big talk-met a lotta tough guys- That shit looks ugly under a starry night- Which country is the strongest? Who plays the best guitar? Who fucking cares Under the stars ------------------------------------------------------- |
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