Not much shocks me, but this did.
Rest in peace, David Bowie.
"Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
The Factor Max that proved the fact is melted down
And woven on the edging of my pillow.
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
He could be dead, He could be not, He could be You
He's Camelian, Comedian, Corinthian and Caricature
"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"
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