Saint Vitus came to my town
And visited the cemetery
The dead got up and everything
Became one big cacaphony
They all went down the social and
They claimed their supplementary
And all the necrophiliacs
Were walking 'round in misery
The rattling ma** of calcium
Was shopping in the Superstore
Careering down the aisles
Like one big psychopathic carnivore
The shelf-stackers work of art
In ecstasy crashed to the floor
And meanwhile the saint was
Going crazy at the fire-door
Ah, 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