I need to boil my head

In the bitter depths of winter night

Boil the kettle, lose your human rights

If you feel depressed then eat our bread

It will remove the skull from off your head

Are you feeling lonesome in the crowd?

Buy our lipstick then men will be cowed

Did you think ceramic hobs were best?

Come to us and have your IQ blessed

I want a pan for halogen hot plates

I’d ask the cat but he’s out on a date .

I need to boil my head and clean my feet

I guess that I ain’t smelling very sweet

Does Confession really help the damned?

God have mercy as the Devil can’t.