BOS to the Monkees and a single I tend to take for granted.
I love it even as I roll my eyes over a wealthy songwriter dissing materialiasm.
I think Gerry and Carole had a good grasp on what the audience wanted to hear, regardless of their bank balance.
O.M.G. Uber-BOS, the Kinks magnum opus, Waterloo Sunset. If ever a song evoked London in my mind, this is the one.
ETA: And it's a bustout, too. About time.