Root-de-doo-de-doo, a-root-de-doot-de doy di
Rather appropriate for today.
It is indeed a song for our time.
I like this one you posed a little less than the ones I posted, as yours drifts into that air space where English rock meets music hall, a zone that is ultimately too foreign to this yank. Some Jam and Who stuff is like that to me, too. Something like "Eaton Rifles" I find downright impenetrable, in terms of it's lyric.
