St Vitus came to my town and visited the cemetery
The dead got up and everything became one big cacophony
They all went down the Social and they claimed their Supplementary
And all the necrophiliacs were walking round in misery

The rattling mass of calcium went shopping in the superstore
Careering down the aisles like one big psychopathic carnivore
The shelf stacker’s work of art in ecstasy crashed to the floor
And meanwhile the saint was going crazy at the fire door

Ahh …the beautiful sparkling healthy spa water of Bath, in Avon

I hate Nerys Hughes
I hate Nerys Hughes
I hate Nerys Hughes
I hate Nerys Hughes