Is This the Dirtiest Song of the Sixties? | The New Yorker
It was Easton who was responsible for the sole actual obscenity on the Kingsmen’s recording, one which the F.B.I. never picked up upon. The song was recorded in a single live take. Fifty-six seconds in, Easton drops his drumstick. “Fuck!” he yells. You can hear it, if you listen hard enough.


