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Words and music by David Bowie and Gail-Ann Dorsey.
Nothing on smoke today Nothing dies on the wing Wing's been losing time And then I keep all the pain Pain that comes and goes It goes against all you see You see I got Gable's eyes And Eisenhower blames the poor The poor huddled on the curb Gotta get back in shape We're backing up a major plan We're treading on thin, thin ice We're walking under golden sun We're living in a Planet of Dreams We're living in a Planet of Dreams We're living in a Planet of Dreams We're living in a Planet of Dreams We're living in a Planet of Dreams We're living in a Planet (5 more times) Do do do do (repeat ad inf.)