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Back Street Mirror (Gene Clark)
Corner bar, smoke filled room full of inclination
I went down to some market street preachers for some inspiration
And as my mind got face set to the window with exageration
I thought I was falling through
But I was told to be standing too
And I felt about how hard it would be, being here without you
Introduced to a butcher disguised in such blind elation