Half Man Half Biscuit - I Hate Nerys Hughes Lyrics
Saint Francis came to my townAnd visited the cemetery.The dead got up and everythingBecame one big cacaphony.They all went down the social andThey claimed their supplementary.And all the necrophiliacsWere walking 'round in misery.The rattling mass of calciumWas shopping in the Superstore,Careering down the aislesLike one big psychopathic carnivore,The shelf-stackers work of art,In ecstasy crashed to the floor,And meanwhile the saint wasGoing crazy at the fire-door.Ah, The beautiful sparkling healthy spa water of Bathin Avon.I Hate Nerys HughesI Hate Nerys HughesI Hate Nerys HughesI Hate Nerys Hughes