Lletres: Marc Bolan. Child Star.

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Mountain eyes, peeping out of his head ah
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Sipping tea, composing in his bed ah
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A hundred hands working on a musical of old
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Debussy and mendelsshon handel and dvorak of old


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Child star, protegee of mister gormez
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Who said you'd go far
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Child star, they do not see just what a precious
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Gem you'd be
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Sad to them watching you
D.........(/d10 repeat).........
Fade into in-ah in-ah-visibility


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Twelve yeas old, your elvish fingers kiss your
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Beethoven hair, the awesome people stare they're
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Unaware of all the angel sounds they see and hear
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Debussy and mendelsshon handel and dvorak they hear


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Child star, protegee of mister gormez
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Who said you'd go far
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Child star, and when you died at just thirteen they wept and
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Rung their hair
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Sad to them mourning you
D.................(/d10 repeat)....................
When you are there within the flowers and the trees