Text: Ned's Atomic Dustbin. Kill Your Television.

She said, she said, "You don't know shit
Because you've never been there"
She turned upon him
Took him by the hair

Spun him 'round about
Laughing as he fell about
Sat down for a drink
In her father's favorite chair

Kill your television

I said, "I know I don't shit
Because I've never been there"
You turn upon me
Took me by the hair

Spun me 'round about, pushing me out
Laughing as I fell about
Sat down for a drink
In your father's favorite chair

She said

Soap for sore eyes
I need an intermission
If looks could kill
I'd kill your television

Soap for sore eyes
I need an intermission
If looks could kill
I'd kill your television

Kill your television

Soap for sore eyes