Worth Its Weight In Mold
That drummer is one smug little prat (idiot). I’d like to give him one. A punch, that is, not a shag (intercourse). This is one of my favorite names for a band- I mean “Mental As Anything”- says it all. Especially considering “mental” used in that way isn’t exactly a professional term. So if this guy said to you, “Come up to my place and live it up,” would you get horny? I wouldn’t. But that’s just me- I’m not working in a restaurant/trailer house and sporting ridiculous blond pigtails looking like a total slapper ( = "slut" in Queen's English).
The trailer house says “fundamental”- get it? It’s fun + da + mental, the key word being "da", a.k.a. “DUH.” This is pretty damn sad even for 1986. People were just more advanced than that back then- everybody but these poor souls. Oh good! She knows how to use a blender! Give her a ribbon! This always reminds me a lot of that video Poison Arrow by ABC because it’s a catchy but pretty repulsive song and the video is something not to be sniffed at- that’s because both videos are crapola.