I loved that album myself - coincidentally, the year before, 1976, I had been driving a Mark 1 Cortina and I had a “love affair” with Nita …
Smithy you certainly do pick up some weird radio channels down under mate.
So … :cool2:
That’s the sixties.
Great lyrics in this one.
Life’s about film stars and less about mothers
It’s all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn’t matter ‘cause I’m packing plastic
And that’s what makes my life so ****in’ fantastic
And I am a weapon of massive consumption
And it’s not my fault, it’s how I’m programmed to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track, yeah, I’m on to a winner