“…There's no point in asking, you'll get no reply
Oh just remember I don't decide
I got no reason it's all too much
You'll always find me
Out to lunch…”

“…don’t want want your diamonds, don’t want your gold, I want your love, I want your soul, let’s have a good time! Sweet rock n’ roll!”

Nastier version of the Rolling Stones… What’s not to like?

“Kick out the jams…”

Cheery advert on the tube… She won the lottery or just got laid?

Yes, yes you do.

Sex Pistols vibe coming on strong. Harris Tweed excellence.