I had feared that Shatner’s version of Pulp’s Common People, aided and abetted by Joe Jackson (is he really singing along with him?), would be a Dick Van Dyke-esque cock-er-nee knees up. But in fact, it’s wrong, but so wrong it’s great. Not great, perhaps, but not quite as dreadful as you might think.
It's quite possibly the funniest thing ever recorded while you are listening to it, but afterwards you have no desire to ever listen to it again.
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