"The movies were speaking; the market was peaking.
We lived off the fat of the land.
But the banquet was ending, a plague was descending,
the day of the locusts at hand.
But down at the Bijou bitter gall became brandy,
and humble pie turned into cotton candy."
"America was standing in bread lines,
Dillinger was stealing all the headlines,
but
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