The first time I heard this song I was almost rolling around the floor wailing out in tears over how terribly hilarious this song sounded to me. I had never heard music so terible and I wondered how it could pass as music. Now it's one of my favorite songs by CRASS. We're stuck in the system, many of us bound by ignorance, thinking we are where we need to be, that the ones in power, the ones "on the roof" are right. This song also calls people out on their romance, basically labelling it as bullshit, that we are staged up and set out like toy figures to fall in love and have "cheap romance." People become completely content with having found love that they become so filled up with that satisfaction that they do nothing else with their lives. The system is like the rungs on a ladder. It also says at the end that the popular music of nowadays (technically those days thirtys years ago but it still applies today) could have been called nah nah nah nah nah and people would still lsiten and buy it. Like most of CRASS's work, very sloppy yet equally profound.
The first time I heard this song I was almost rolling around the floor wailing out in tears over how terribly hilarious this song sounded to me. I had never heard music so terible and I wondered how it could pass as music. Now it's one of my favorite songs by CRASS. We're stuck in the system, many of us bound by ignorance, thinking we are where we need to be, that the ones in power, the ones "on the roof" are right. This song also calls people out on their romance, basically labelling it as bullshit, that we are staged up and set out like toy figures to fall in love and have "cheap romance." People become completely content with having found love that they become so filled up with that satisfaction that they do nothing else with their lives. The system is like the rungs on a ladder. It also says at the end that the popular music of nowadays (technically those days thirtys years ago but it still applies today) could have been called nah nah nah nah nah and people would still lsiten and buy it. Like most of CRASS's work, very sloppy yet equally profound.