
“Rip It Up” still feels as casually, toe-tappingly anthemic as it must have done in 1983. Open a window. Rip it up, and start again.
And I hope to God I’m not as numb as you make out
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“Rip It Up” still feels as casually, toe-tappingly anthemic as it must have done in 1983. Open a window. Rip it up, and start again.
And I hope to God I’m not as numb as you make out