Half Man Half Biscuit: "I Hate Nerys Hughes" Lyrics

Saint Francis 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 mass 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