We’re finished with the Rovers
We will not flinch
We will not return, they drove us
To Goth Bet Lynch

All her dresses are black
Or leopard skin
She’s a right good laugh
Is Goth Bet Lynch

We spurn delight
And worship the Grinch
Oh, it’s a laugh all right
With Goth Bet Lynch

Going to The Beehive
For a comedy gig
With a black beehive
Goth Bet Lynch

 

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