I first became aware of this about ten years ago, the summer my oldest boy, Bill Jr. died.
I do not know if there is a song in existence that I have quoted more in my life than this song. I can in no way claim to be anything more than a casual fan of The Dead Milkmen. Their brand of Indie rock was never really my thing. I would occasionally hear them back in the day on Double X but it wasn't until high school I really listened. The sheer insanity of this song, from the story being told to the insane dig at Des Moines Iowa, defies explanation, but hey so do The Dead Milkmen
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