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See You Next Tuesday - Mikrofisch



     
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I said run.
And you won't be able to see me because you'll be bleeding from the eyes.
The thought of your genitals makes me sick and I bet you could fit five cocks up that ass.
Why don't you just strap a mattress to your back?
These are the last days of the rest of your life.
Next time I want a better excuse - dropped like a bad habit.
I wash my hands of you all.
My slate is clean.
And I'll be smiling all the way to the bank.
Face down, ass up; I want to destroy something beautiful.
By the end I want everyone dead.
By the end I'm going to be the only one standing.
Not even your children are safe.

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Fed up with New Rave? Feel like drum machines are used for all the wrong things these days? Had enough of the Hadouken!s and Klaxons of this world for now? Do dayglo leggings make you feel old and dubious? Fret not, help is at hand. Mikrofisch operate from either side of the Channel and travel back and forth via sine wave. If there was a lo-fi rebellion, they'd be likely to spearhead the operation, armed with drum machines, tea and biscuits, cutesy boy/girl vocals and songs about the questionable output of current pop culture and how wrong it can go.

Read more about Mikrofisch on Last.fm.


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