Meanwhile, Back in Communist Russia...Morning After Pill (3:37)

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  • RDMcNamara a écrit :
    janvier 2010
    My 40th top track of all time when I last did a list like that...six years ago. Still would be worthy of inclusion next time around

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  • lady-pain a écrit :
    décembre 2009
    .

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  • Intelligate a écrit :
    septembre 2009
    cheesy shit

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  • No1Knopf a écrit :
    juillet 2009
    I thought of the poem with the line about the smoke being a huge-yellow cat curling around the house. A clownish figure, measuring out his life in coffee-spoons. He said the idea of bondage made him laugh ; conjured up the image of some middle-aged couple thinking they were being a bit risque in trying to spice up their lagging sex-lives with an array of contrived and cliched devices. However with his mothers apron-strings to hand, I can't imaging him saying no. You say you don't feel fully fledged, and then crawl into your mothers womb. You're too scared to agree or disagree or even think about what you want. You say you're scared of feeling trapped, and then lock yourself in your mother's house. *

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  • No1Knopf a écrit :
    juillet 2009
    It started in tangled duvet covered in pictures of chubby infants, mixed drinks and the sticky-sweet taste of vomit clinging to my teeth - scene two was a damp smelly room : Marilyn, manga and bondage covered the cracks in the paintwork ; day upon day cocooned in a sheet sneared with sweat and make-up. Three month later trudging through daffodils and dogshit he talked facetiously about having gone full circle. He dragged symbolism out of football matches and nausea. We looked drugged and battered. I felt him force the roles around, making me nurse him as though the emotional betrayal was some-thing I'd done to him. He caught the four-sixteen back home, leaving me standing on the platform with his sweat on my skin and cum in my hair. " Please keep in touch !… ". I couldn't see the point.

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  • Valentin- a écrit :
    décembre 2008
    Long time since I've heard this one, great drum-machine-handling!

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  • fak-e a écrit :
    octobre 2008
    nice narrative!

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  • Goyaresque a écrit :
    août 2008
    New artist to me here, and I absolutely love them...Emily's voice is just perfect for this imo

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  • klausimuc a écrit :
    mars 2008
    I love them. Great one ...

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  • xjinglesx a écrit :
    janvier 2008
    sooo dark :)

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  • helly_welly a écrit :
    novembre 2007
    No comments? This is an amazing track.

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