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Stop Your Sobbing

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You can always tell a Kinks song.

You can always tell a Kinks song.
Pretenders
SongArtistNotes
Stop Your Sobbing
Pretenders
Can you hear the Davies?
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Boomerang Baby
The Claypool Lennon Delirium
Preview for BOOM later on
Peek-A-Boo
Siouxsie + the Banshees
The gothest accordion
I See You Baby (Fatboy Slim Radio Edit) (feat. Gram'ma Funk)
Groove Armada
Shaking what?
Family Functions
that dog.
For all lonely librarians
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Brilliant Boy
The Rentals
Can you feel the Weezer?
Bedbug Town
Quasi
<clink>
Master Manipulator
Bourbon Princess
Dark stuff
Up On The Hill
Ween
Boognish was rising
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The Wind Cries Mary
Jimi Hendrix
One of my favorites
Anything You Say
The Vines
Power pop stuff
My Street
The Oranges Band
Such a voice
Subbacultcha
Pixies
At their weirdest
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Bobby Joan Sex Tape
Hot Hot Heat
Double retro time
London Calling
The Clash
Get all riled up
I'm Done
The Julie Ruin
Punk out new wave style
Skhanddraviza
Ruins
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Boom Boom
Trio
A fine german tradition
Boom Shack-a-Lack
Apache Indian
From Dumb + Dumber
Badaboom
Tapes 'N Tapes
Off kilter
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Tick Tick Boom
The Hives
Swedish mayhem
Shaboom They Said
From Bubblegum to Sky
Elephant Six, right?
Boom Boom Room
Here Come The Mummies
Fundead
This Is My Boomstick
Project Wirehead
For Evil Dead fans
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Boombox
Mosquitos
Tropical sensation
Baba Boom
The Jamaicans
Island sounds
Chick-A-Boom
Trespassers W
Find a position which the back wouldn't hurt so bad
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Fatty Boom Boom
Westbound Train
Where's my fatty fatty boom boom?
Boom Pam
Boom Pam
Eponymous
Boom
Lo-Fi-Fnk
DISKO BOOM
Boing Boom Tschak
Kraftwerk
More German onomatopaeia
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B'Boom
King Crimson
So complicated
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