Casablanca and the world system of things
Casablanca I've found my stay inside the eastern regions Somewhere near the heart of a new metropolis There my shoe is worn out on the street Here my thoughts are perfectly safe in bliss But my soul still bends forward in peace eternal Yet even the back chambers of my mind Has been left unopened Carter bleeding Qatar living Tell me what it takes to be the living In the hearts of Casablanca In a place where money is bleeding
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It takes two to tango; Soweto seems like you got branded in Mosco crossing lines thanks given to Ratio the centre cannot hold, I never have been bold.
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