

Rocking, Hell for leather, gibbering, squawking, rampant rollercoaster rabbit riff mayhem.
Talentless buck toothed, lettuce munching, riff pilfering, hell for leather, Lethbridge-obsessed no-hopers locked away in their damp underground multi-track recording hutch, obsessively chopping up Frank Fish & the Fins/Nige & Trev recordings until the baby donkeys come home.
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Ahhh...This is a sonic revelation. I particularly like the lyric "Geebee-ahh-de-la billibah". Yes, extremely profound lads...extremely profound. This jolly little FR and the B's song is certainly a "dynamic eureka flashbomb experience" for me. Refreshingly different to everything else I've listened to today. Annoyingly, irritatingly repetitive of course but it always leaves one 'gagging' for more. A delicious and unique addictive assault on the human senses. A glorious and triumphant message of heavenly hope delivered directly from the hutch. "Clouds part to reveal..." the undiscovered talents of the mysterious Mr Rabbit and his Bobtails. I'll look at bird droppings in a totally different way now lads. Many thanks for your bucktoothed spiritual guidance. Now I'm going to play it AGAIN! Namaste...