Classic 1980 single that I can't believe I haven't put up already. The Fire Engines were from Edinburgh and were the noisy/abrasive wing of Scottish post-punk (a la Josef K), which I didn't like nearly as much as the tweer sounds of Orange Juice. Good in small doses, though.
I'd never seen the video before today, but it really captures the song well, I think. Manic and herky-jerky. You wouldn't want to watch this on bad drugs.
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