Three-Oh-Seven Ale, me lads, Three-Oh-Seven Ale,
The finest drink that any bar has ever had for sale,
It’ll lay your whole damn world to waste, it’ll make you fit and hale,
There’s nothing that you’ll ever taste like Three-Oh-Seven Ale, me lads,
“307 Ale” is about beer brewed in a tesseract and was inspired by a licence plate that read 307 ALE. If you happen to have a license number 307 ALE, Tom Smith will send you a free CD.
“Not your father’s nonconformist-stands-tall song – at least, I don’t THINK so….”
I started listening to this fearing it might be hella transphobic, but it turns out it’s just kind of odd and nice, because it is, after all, a nonconformist-stands-tall song, just an unconventional one. Three cheers for Rupert the Swishy!