On Thu, 5 Sep 1996, Ifurita wrote:

"Its's cold outside, there's no kinda atmosphere..."

I'm all alone, more or less,
Let me fly, far away from here,
Fun, fun, fun,
In the sun, sun, sun ...

I want to lie, shipwrecked and comatose,
Drinking fresh mango juice,
Goldfishes nipping at my toes,
Fun, fun, fun,
In the sun, sun, sun,
Fun, fun, fun,
In the sun, sun, sun ...

Chris Davies.