I never wanted to place ‘The Lemon Song’ by Zeppelin into my Top Ten bestest ever tracks at all, ever. Fought tooth and nail against it for years, just like my great-grandparents did, but eventually had to give in to the superbly funky bass line.
Now I feel like a complete fake, like I should present my penitent ar/se cheeks to a windswept Knebworth or something, and that would be a right drag. This morning I woke up to find that aliens had stolen my furniture and replaced it all with exact replicas. But the lemon thing is far worse.
Not happy.