: St John speaks friendly to Theresa Those Roman Catholics think they're fantastic And Micky P moves into TV He'll be the H-Bomb, in English sitcom
: Girfriend, girlfriend If you're my girlfriend Then baby, baby Put on your ultrabra 'Cause honey, honey You look so feminine You can hold a cigarette
Crawl through the mud On the soft underbelly of The Yummy Fur A glimpse of love And you'll come to expect it from The Yummy Fur Well nothing happens
: There is no Santa Claus There is no Santa Claus No way Oh, no, no, Santa Claus There is no Santa Claus
: Can you prohibit my cyclops? Cyclops Cyclops Cyclops
