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.