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man next door came round one nightto ask me for a drinki said i didn't anymorehe said, 'that's what you think'a tendril curled around his legas he got up to leavehe said, 'a friend of yours was herebut we all call him steve'clean steveclean stevethey don't come any dirtier than mebetter watch out all you space catsclean steve is a mineral manmy cousin bruce came round to staythe father of my sonhe tore apart a stethoscopeand pointed at the sun'there's tentacles between our worlds,'he said, 'so i believe'i said, 'the man next door's best friendwas making videos with clean steve'you could have knocked him down with a featherclean steve lent me a poundin nineteen seventy-fourthat was a lot of money theni was extremely poorwe had a party three years laterclean steve wore a robehe brought a new nick lowe cassetteand played it in the roadclean steveclean stevethey don't come any dirtier than mebetter watch out all you space catsclean steve is a mineral mani called up mark ellenbut he wasn't really ininstead i talked to his wife claireabout some gigs she'd seenclean steve was outside the housewatching both his feetwe all had dinner with him oncehe gave us lots to eatthere's some real people in the worldand some who are pretendclean steve is making videoswith the man next door's best friendhe's good at playing frisbeeand his teeth are shining brighti think he comes from liverheadif all my facts are rightclean steveclean stevethey don't come any dirtier than mebetter watch out all you space catsclean steve is a mineral man
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