Remember this song! I heard it first down by Stan Mettler's new grocery store and mini-golf course that little Stuart managed from his Jeep. I got the first edition cassette at Shelton's V Store as a free gift with my LaCrosse sneakers and PE gear.
Check it out. Stuart Mettler vocalizes some deep land-based angst and manages to maintain a girlish flair with a pre-pubescent squirrel-like voice (not too gay, unless he shaved his head), some forgotten dude on lead guitar (either a Lurz or a Kjerstad) - "Fat" Mike Doyle and Brett (Pay You Today for a Cheeseburger on Tuesday) Estes keep the English beat rock-steady.
Oh Yeah!
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