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The last stage of a person's life is often a time for evaluation, a last chance to reach some sort of an accommodation between our history and our ideals. Some people squander it on regret. I met an old man in a Mildura pub who took a rather more 'larrikin' view of regret. His reminiscences were earthy, to say the least. They inspired this song which speaks, in part, of the growing gap, in this age of 'political correctness', between what men say and what they actually think. A male liberation song for all of the office workers out there!