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Had a brother
Drove a boot-filled Cadillac
Left home at fourteen
Said mom I'll never come back
Started doin' horse
Felt like a bird on a wing
A junkie in the waiting
To die
Driving a spitfire
Top down looking for gas
Parameter, Kingcross, uptown
He never came back
Started doin' horse
Felt like a bird on a wing
A junkie in the waiting
To die
Niel Young said
Needle and the damage done
I say
Why can't we all just live as one
Started doin' horse
Felt like a bird on a wing
A junkie in the waiting
To die