The Fumes are getting down with the devil in this deeply theatrical spoken-word dirty blues single. It’s about a son outgrowing his father and buying a snappy suit so he can dance with a girl named Nancy, according to the press notes, but the story is hard to make out. It’s all lost in sleaze and haze and the occasional bellow of a soapbox prophet – a song to make Elmore Leonard proud.
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