Mick's in especially fine form here too, snarling his way through a lyric about how everything's so fucked up that he's having dreams about flying planes and killing zombies and shit, and it's totally bringing him down. The line "We'll be eating dirt, living on the side of the road/There's some food for thought/Gonna make your head explode" is a serious clunker, of course, but we'll forgive him. We always have.
The song will be appear on a greatest hits collection called, oh god, Grrr! (exclamation very much theirs), due out on November 13th.
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