"_We the people fight for our existence

We don't claim to be perfect but we're free

We dream our dreams alone with no resistance

Fading like the stars we wish to be _

_Y'know I didn't mean What I just said

But my god woke up on the wrong side of his bed_"

The progress of Oasis from People's Champions to whatever on earth they are now can be tracked in four drug-related stages; Stage one ('_Definitely Maybe_' up to and ending with Knebworth) saw an earthy mix of euphoria, booze, cheap speed and mild cocaine bashing. 'Be Here Now', complete with brash, pompous and self-inflated lyrics was the result of a Edmund Hilary-worthy snow blizzard, and the moody comedown album of '? Shoulder of Giants' was a stark reflection of the fact Noel could no longer stand to shovel class A's up his nostrils.

And thusly, by the time 'Heathen Chemistry' rolls around we see Songwriter-In-Chief on no more than the odd bit of weed; reflected in the mystic student bollocks of above lyrics. Musically, it's same-old-same-old (absolutely not a bad thing) if not a little bit more refined.

Still, at least its better fare than the even more hippy-drippy and wafer thin 'She Is Love'.

Oasis third-singles from albums: inevitably Noel-centic, inevitably below par.