O’ david, my david: born in 1936. Aged to seventy-two, until that Bangkok hotel room. O david, big David – play me a song. I see them spider fingers, work the keys. Oh David my david, where’s your sword? That perfect katana with the woven-black grip. He was a man of the Hollywood hills and he was buried in a bamboo casket / but don’t go be asking Gail or Marina or any of the others. Yeah that’s David – born 1936 / aged to 72 (until that Bangkok room). Oh david, my david, why’d you leave? We know where you went we know how you went.
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