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It's early doors and Dedbeat has already turned a bit weird.
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| That's not the Aphex Twin. I shouldn't have eaten all those crisps in the caravan | |
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| Lick my face. Lick my nose. | |
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But the weekend isn't going to get any more normal for our intrepid psychonaut...
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| Shaubba shubba! Free beans. Am I speeking with you*@$£?! | |
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| Erm, could you stop bothering me please. | |
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And in the end comes the inevitable down.
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| trepan thyself for Jeeee-suuuss, my little lamb | |
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