Lets put it all out on social hysteria,
she left you and you wonder who's seeing her and what did they have for dinner last night?

search the name, find the name, scroll down the page and feel the rage boiling,
but it's too late mate you had your chances
she upped and left you

lives in Crewe and the man who got her is a train spotter
oh jeez
the rage
scrolls madly up and down the page,

ooh
dinner was tripe and chips,
he rips his hair out

that is what social hysteria is all about,
who gets who and when and where
and do I care?


wonder what they have for breakfast.