A contender for the title of The KLF's bestest tune ever. It's the sound of early-90s all-night raves and illicit warehouse parties: wandering through large ill-lit areas packed with people, clouds of dry ice, the bass shaking the floor, dancing too close to the speakers so your ears are deafened for hours afterwards, early-morning chill as the dawn's early light filters in through inadequately-blacked out windows. Those were the days.

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