Ah, John Entwhistle's one notable contribution to the Who's playlist (I don't count the trudgy, misogynist 'My Wife'): those downward stomping chords; that step-step-step-and-wait ... rhythm; Entwhistle's splendid throat-o profundo singing of the titular refrain. All charming, childish fun. But something strikes me, and indeed leaves me surprised that I hadn't thought of it before: is it, in 1966, a coldwar song? That Russian name, that Rasputin growl, the narrative of fear, or even paranoia, at the alien threat: Black and hairy, hanging like a military satellite overhead, 'maybe he's as scared as me.'
... or am I overreading?