Ahhh british people. You are so silly with your wonky accents and your cheeky, jubilant indie pop music. See what I just did there? I used slang to portray just HOW crazy those brits are and just how much I love them! I digress... You will either really love this song or turn it off within 3 seconds and want to punch me in the digital face because it was too loud when he started belting the lyrics in the beginning. I have no idea why I like British music so much more than American music. As stated earlier, I also think Canadians rock harder and have more fun than Americans as well. And oddly, most of the American music I love these days usually sounds British. I'm sure this is all extremely fascinating to you. Have I also mentioned how much I love doing laundry? Maybe that will interest you as well.
For what it's worth, I kinda liked this song the first time I heard it, took maybe 2 months off from it without caring at all, and then turned it on a week ago and started whipping out my fake british accent to sing along feverishly, day in and day out awkwardly in the car with the windows down until I pull up to people and turn it down awkwardly like Michael Bolton from office space. That was a run-on, if you were wondering. Because I love run-ons, and fragments, too. Baseball. (see? HA!)
Enjoy. It took me way too long to figure out he was saying "our bovine public"...even though the song is named "our bovine public". I disappoint myself sometimes. And why is the word disappoint so difficult to spell?