How dare you. I’ve been honing my already impressive alcohol consumption skills all the way through lockdown, so really don’t deserve this. I’m far from cheap to get pissed, thank you very much.
Lots of stuff going on here and it’s comparatively easy to extrapolate ideas from from song so dense with the words. From what I can ascertain, this one is about being a Cockney and running about, being young and generally enjoying yourself. None of which I am or am doing currently. Or have ever been or doing. And I still don’t know who Danny, Louie, Jeremy and Joey are.
Anyway, this isn’t even the best one. This is. Much more difficult to get something out of that one, though.
My job isn’t easy, shut up.