Bad people rise to the top like marsh gas; eventually they’ll pop, but this can take some time. The less you are burdened by shame, meanwhile, the higher you can float. The character in this song has always had a lot of momentum, and the beating wings of a thousand tiny fiends have borne him up and away, like a bloated balloon. It looks like he is now finally about to burst - the air up there gets pretty thin - but you can never be sure…Charlie Francis plays some disturbingly mellow keyboards on this one.