They were the firestarters, twisted firstarters, and now they're just total f**cking idiots. The Prodigy: grown, pierced men who live in palatial Essex mansions and who laughably believe that singing a chorus of "we use rohyphonol" over some crappy casio riff will make them appear edgy, vital and dangerous again. No. It makes them seedy old men with bad hair trying to recapture past glories by employing the final weapon of the comically desperate: the drug song.
Worse, it's the drug song about bad drugs. This is a drug that sends you to sleep, that wipes short term memory and gives you a headache. Glue is cheaper and on this evidence more fun. Hence the first genuinely shit Prodigy single ever.
Does that mean Leroy was actually the talented one?