(lowe/tennant/lipson/horn) ------------------------ I hate you I hate you Nothing will ever be the same Oh really Don't be silly I told you it was all a game Whenever I see you or your work It makes me feel like spitting What's that noise? Oh that We've been expecting it for ages It's the sound of the atom splitting
He's a villain, Him over there With a stocking on his head Look, there's another one They call themselves pinheads What's that noise over there? Is it the corrogated iron they're hitting? No, no, it's perfectly normal It's just the sound of the atom splitting
Whose side are you on anyway? Is that some kind of threat? Well, I suppose it will have to do As long as you don't make too much mess And would the last person to leave - once you all finish kissing - Turn the video on to record You never know what you're missing Bread and circuses And maybe later The sound of the atom splitting
Quiet at the back, please! No whistling It's the sound The sound The sound of the atom splitting
I hate you I hate you Quiet at the back, please! No whistling
It's the sound The sound The sound of the atom splitting
It's the sound The sound The sound of the atom splitting
Oh really Don't be silly I told you it was all a game
It's the sound What's that noise? Quiet at the back, please!
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