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Sep 2013
there was never any greatest                                                                        

the bell is ringing                                                                                                            

the wall is torn down

people talking bore me to death                                                                          

models are ugly                                                                                                            

where are the real  girls in this city that know how to drink?

Drinking in lazy bars

Iā€™m a soft man

the greatest
John Beetle
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John Beetle  London On
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