The odd one out. It's so very special, the rest of our back catalogue wishes it was this special. But it's a weirdo and it doesn't really belong here.

I must have taken a serious knock to the noggin' in order to have composed this beauty - mind you, Tico must have too as he allowed this on the album in the first place.

Imagine if we'd used this song as the blueprint of our career rather than say 'I Ain't Got No Beef...'- we would be more critically acclaimed than Mozart but our hugely successful "Sparks Will Fly' tour would never have happened. In the end, Tico knows best.

Ooof! He's trying to take all the credit again. I started this jaunt with the highly-complex rhythm guitar, which to this very time of typing, Bri Jnr. still cannot play. This is mine!

Legend has it, this ditty was performed on a mid-afternoon talent show in Iceland (contrary to the purported beliefs boomed in I Got My Sound), where I started with the saucy guitar - pricking peoples ears up. Of course, Bri Jnr. puts his jaunty fingers on and and drew some whooping. I let him have that, but it's my roaring guitar solo and 'Nanny' vocals that got everyone on their feet with a standing ovation, followed by a particularly pleasing 'four yesses'.

Of course, we never made it to the televised auditions as I was approached to 'go solo', and mistook that as some suggestion I openly have a tug on my old boy. It was exciting and luckily didn't cost us our fame in the colder climates of the world.