Neil Innes, during a Monty Python tour in the 70s: "This next song is a protest song....Oh, ladies and gentlemen, I've suffered for my music. Now it's your turn....
(Blows horrid harmonica and sings in Dylanesque voice)
"All the prophets of doom
can always find room
In a world full of worry and fear
Tip cigarettes and chemistry sets
And rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
So I'm goin back to my little old shack
And drink me a bottle of wine
That was mis en bouteille before my birthday
And have me a f---in' good time
...Rain on a tin roof sounds like a drum
We're marching for freedom today
Yeay
Turn on your headlights and sound your horn
If people get in the way"
I regret to admit that I missed that little ditty;)
Speaking on Neil Innes (a.k.a. Ron Nasty)
Let's be natural,
every woman every man,
let's be natural,
like Mother Nature planned,
let's be natural