was the title of a punk parody by the incredibly shite team at Not the Nine O'Clock News. That parody is but a dog turd on the heel of my shoe when compared to the songs here. Regardless of their clear fraudulence, I winced a couple of times at their acuity: Anyone who went to a Chumbawamba gig in the late 90s will recognize the obnoxious self-righteousness - not from the band, I hasten to add, but some of the audience.
Very funny stuff.
hat tip: Nina.
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