It astounds me that the world's biggest band was able to sing these words in 1967:
Yellow mother custard dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess
Boy, you been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down
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Spoken like a man who wasn't here in '67 to appreciate how free and open society was (compared to our Brave New World.
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