04-12-1999 / Chicago, IL / Chicago Theatre / USA
"At this time I told the folks last night that I'm actually glad that Thanksgiving is over. There are a few more alien concepts to an Englishman than Thanksgiving. We have a similar festival called Gratefulday. Were we grumble about the weather, the government and food. I was in New York on Thanksgiving day last week and I live and the Thanksgiving day route. Which is nice, except that day because I live on the third floor and I was asleep at ten in the morning. I was having a nightmare about a giant inflatable Garfield. So looked out of my window and there was this fucking … So, I was in my window going like this and a New York Post photographer me going. The next day: English grunge on Thanksgiving day. Anyway, the turkey was … This next song concerns a gas station attendant. In my young life it was one of the jobs I had, but I had to give it up, because I liked the smell too much. This gas station attendant has no money and wants to take his girlfriend to Vegas and show her a good time. So, he decides to steal the cashbox, but something happens and this is the song".