Another sly gem from Ipswich’s finest, this has a guitar riff to rival that of ‘Song No 2’ and a snarling, spitting almost demonic vocal from Damon. Taken from their solid, if patchy Think Tank album, production assistance comes from Norman Cook, and despite the intrusion of a Donald Duck voice (or is it Tweety Bird?) into the mix, it swaggers and sways. Just watch them leap around to this one at indie club nights all across the land.