Funny how ideas change. I've known this song forever, used to sing it 20-30 years ago but now it turns my stomach. I read it now as a snotty "Thank-God-I'm-Not-One-Of-Them" or Pharasaical pieces. It's not an affectionate look at this old duffer and his wife, but it denounces them both as somehow being responsible for the ducks-on-the-wall and the "apple-sponge pudding all topped with taysteefreez" aspects of late capitalism. Am I wrong? I'd like to hear other views. My 2c!

Jon Bartlett