Saint Francis came to my town
And visited the cemetery
The dead got up and everything
Became one big one big cacaphony
They all went down the social and
They claimed their supplementary
And all the necrophiliacs
Were walking 'round in misery

The rotting mass of calcium
Was shopping in the Superstore,
Careering down the aisles
Like one big psychopathic carnivore,
The shelf-stackers were alert,
In ecstasy crashed to the floor,
And meanwhile the {? sane ? was
Growing crazy at the fire-door

Beautiful sparkling healthy spa water of Bath
And Avon

I! hate! {? Menace! Yeah! ?
I! hate! {? Menace! Yeah! ?
I! hate! {? Menace! Yeah! ?
I! hate! {? Menace! Yeah! ?