Mr.Rabbit & his Bobtails take no prisoners with this vile plundering of NIGE and TREV'S 'Perry Cross the Cherwell'. A disturbing sonic assault on the organ of hearing in man, woman and animal.

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The constant search for a deeper purpose in life
leads Frank Rabbit and his dutiful, long
suffering Bobtails to a giant golden hutch hidden amongst the bullrushes
on the bank of the River Cherwell. The hutch is empty save for some old bird poop (possibly kestrel kakk or maybe tern turd, lapwing log or a dartford warbler dump)
Frank, having been repeatedly told by his Bobtails that 'the Baby Jesu is everywhere',has the sudden painful realisation that he finds it much easier to see the Saviour in these bird droppings than in his own brunette obsessed life and (rightly or wrongly) assumes that God doesn't want him. In order to counteract this desolate
feeling, the now depressed Frank Rabbit decides to book Rooftop Studio in Oxford for a weekend and force the terrified Bobtails to plunder more of the underated
Frank Fish & the Fins/Nige & Trev back catalogue that lies gathering dust on a sloping chipboard shelf in the cellar of Binky's Virtual Soup Kitchen. Narahahalla! Sni! Sni! Sni!

God is our Saviour - Geebee-ahh-de-la billibah
Saviour...saviour...
Looking for God expecting to find some
dynamic eureka flashbomb experience
Heyy-yeahh-huhh-heyyyy!
Roaring thunder...roaring,roaring..
roaring thunder..God...god...
Clouds part to reveal...reveal...Clouds, God..I see bird droppings..Meehseeahh!
God is our Saviour
God is our Saviour...
Geebee-ahh-de-la-billibah
saviour...saviour...saviour...
Oh I don't need you
I need a man who doesn't want me
I need a man who doesn't want me...