Monkberry Moon Delight!

This song, this wild, wickedly wonderful song, is a delightfully funny, crying in your beer, pity party MASTERPIECE good time, served up and delivered by THE BEST songwriting genius of our times!
McCartney paints a picture of his wallowing in drunken reverie of bitter breakups (Beatles), getting left behind (adios songwriting partner), pelted with tomatoes (raked over coals by ex bandmates,Yoko, Klein, music critics and fans alike). He felt like beatle tomato soup, pureed and spit out by everybody (this is a pity party). "A rattle of rats had awoken, the sinews the nerves and the veins" (The piling on of everybody on the "bash Paul and his music bandwagon" really hurt!)
"I stood with a knot in my stomach as I gazed at that terrible sight of two youngsters concealed in a barrel sucking monkberry moon delight" (in hindsight he could see himself and John encased in a naivete bubble, unaware that the fountain of fame they were drinking from was the craziness of Beatlemania, the tiresome phenomena that started to take the fun out of Toppermost of the Poppermost.
"When I leave my pajamas to Billy Budapest" I think are Paul's subtle phrasings. I hear 'When I leave my PaulJohnmas (dramas) to Bully, Boo the Pest in my head (poor Paul, with his best "Don't cry for me Argentina" musical deception, hidden in plain sight!
This song demonstrates how McCartney can camouflage dress his "woe is me" in the funniest, cleverest, let's have a good time party than anybody ever! That, my friends is True Genius!