If they’re ever going to leave a time capsule of old Britain, this song [1982, reissued 1984] should be in there [the clean version] as ‘culturally significant’ and not just for the lyrics.
Didn’t say ‘culturally enriching’ or ‘culturally improving’ – it certainly captured not just the times but regional and class differences.
For a start, Alexei Sayle was a Scouser [with that name?] a comfortably off Marxist you’d find in Islington, were he in London. His type has wrecked Britain, so there’s the first bit of aggro – reactions to him and to the song have been less than fullsome, shall we say.
OK, let’s get this straight. Thousands of people took to the streets to protest against a democratic vote, the result of which might, just might, save them from the tyranny the EU has planned for Europe.
At the same time, they demanded the ‘democratic’ right to march.
Yes, we say, you have every right to march – that’s why we voted Leave, to preserve that right for you, for us, for the nation. But you’re not happy with that – you want the referendum result overturned and democracy to be taken away.
So that you can no longer demonstrate in the streets.