Well, let's get an obvious choice out of the way:
Lyrically, the first verse of this is eerily apposite:
"You never give me your money;
You only give me your funny paper,
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down."
Yes, that's you down to a tee, Lehman, old boy.
Isn't it nice, the way the piano is panned hard left; guitar hard right? They used to mix things this way, back in the old days, y'know, back when stereo was a novelty.
And, yes, it's another song of the day with extreme and sudden changes. Heavy Soil makes no apologies for repeatedly enriching your days in this mildly predictable fashion – especially when the song itself is so splendidly unpredictable.
So piano balladry and lovely vocal harmonies give way to honkytonk rock'n'roll, to gospel-tinted faux-triple-time, then a charmingly received-pronunciation, children's-jingle finish.