Cracked pop genius primer vintage 1988 - 1993 (the A&M years!). Robyn, undisputed queen of making surreal sense - viz.
And it rained like a slow divorce.
And I wish I could ride a horse.
"Doctor, doctor I'm on fire!"
"Oh I'm sad to hear that squire. We're closing."
She snuffs you out like silk.
And pours you out like milk.
Criminy, this is groovy.
Y brawd gotta go...but it won't be so he don't be back again.
Oddi wrth y brawd