Algeria Touchriek Lyrics by David Bowie

Algeria Touchriek Lyrics

    My name is Mr. Touchshriek
    Of Touchshriek with mail over and fantasy
    My shop sells egg shells off the shesores and empty females
    I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop
    To a Mr. Walloff Domburg
    A reject from the world wide Internet
    He's a broken man
    I'm also a broken man
    It would be nice to have company
    We could have great conversations
    Looking through windows for demons
    And watching the young advance in all electric
    Some of the houses around here still have inhabitants in them
    I'm not sure if they're from this country or not
    I don't get to speak much to anyone or that sort of thing
    If I had another broken name
    Oh, I dream of something like that

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