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1996-2007
khanada rhodes
nagel baby
nagel baby had it coming
he was a child of the eighties
nagel baby worked the big room
with a god given talent for lying
bred in suburbia now he's a lifeless cold sliver
he flew too close to the sun
beatlemania
gave him a glimpse of the outside
multimedia
created his own jet propulsion nagel baby
some
say that
he's missed by the ladies
he
died this
side of midnight yuppie scum
he
flew too
close to the sun
like
a hot
maserati does 0-60
cocaine
and
alcohol had driven him crazy
a man
of his
times
will
we miss
him?
will
we miss
him at all?
the
times
were a party
it was
a party
at times
he
flew too
close to the sun icarus