A perfect and I believe genuine Angry Teen Rant with this song, a string of intense and spiteful non sequiturs . Costello gets the mindset that is thinking too fast in the raging fit, bringing up snipers, not being accepted by bohemians in the hipster hangouts, failed love, getting jerked around by work. This is a young man who wants to burn the world to the ground, a comprehensible if not well articulated blurting of unsolvable turmoil. Costello's word -smithery is in good form here, and the Attractions provide the proper grinding chord progression and nagging organ backdrop.
This is a statement of unredressable grievances that will not be ignored. This was what the younger Costello was consistently brilliant at, penning the two or three minute harangue with rhymes and analogies that occasionally didn't make literal sense but which added to the exhilarating jolt one might get in "going off", ie, launching into a lacerating assault rapidly, nearly stammering as the words came, not all of them logical .
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