Money and corruption are ruining the land, crooked politicians betray the working man, pocketing the profits and treating us like sheep, and we're tired of hearing promises that we know they'll never keep.

Our repertoire consisted of rhythm and blues, sort of country rhythm and blues, Sonny Terry things.

I've written so many songs about Englishmen, I have to go elsewhere.

When I wrote the song, I had the sea near Bombay in mind. We stayed at a hotel by the sea, and the fishermen come up at five in the morning and they were all chanting. And we went on the beach and we got chased by a mad dog - big as a donkey.

I was an art student at the time, like thousands of others.