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Satyric perspective of your attitude. Finger Poking. Till you get bruised.
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Bob 'n' Rufus. A band. An ear-busting band. Just like the good ol'bands, right before the Big Bands. Damn Big Bands.
An ear-busting project of hate, noise and anarchy. A romantic approach to scatology. A thing you fiddle with when the toxic hits. A race with no beginning and a shit load of shit in the end. A way to touch yourself which doesn't implies wiping off afterwards. If you put headphones, you can cum in the same room as your grandparents, and their dog. A way to sustain the ablation of your left leg without anal-gesics. The answer to life without laughing gas.
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Genre
Electronic IDM
Charts
Peak #1,784
Peak in subgenre #37
Author
Bob 'n' Rufus
Rights
FmBm
Uploaded
May 21, 2007
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MP3 4.8 MB 128 kbps 5:14
Story behind the song
He wouldn't stop screaming. We tried to stay calm. We were used to that kind of crap. But Bob had brought his newly acquired lucky baseball bat on the patrol. He couldn't resist but to demonstrate. It took us five hours to clean the blood splatters. Rufus licked them off. He still burps them.
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