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Rubber Did it all for you to say You never wanted me that way Now the dogs have had their meat I think I'll go plug in the mains I tumble like a clown Before your baying hounds I supplicate myself Into your hands When you spare a make-up smile I'm instantly your biggest fan How I was to know that You practised it beforehand? I tumble like a clown Before your baying hounds I supplicate myself Into your hands |
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released: March
1995 Found on: Fake Plastic Trees CD1 This very experimental B-side is based largely on Phil's heavy drumming. The lyrics wander all over the place, but there are still some memorable lines. The song closes with laughter, blending after a moment with the sounds of people talking and generally making noise - a party atmosphere. When asked on the official RH message board about who was laughing at the end, Colin replied,"it's jonny laughing at one of his own jokes as usual that he's nicked from stephen fry or some radio four light ents programme from the last thirty years." |
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