Doctor Dibble's fearless and eloquently loquacious sermon to the Philistines on the subject of their depravity, interrupted by a streaker in clingfilm purporting to be making a political statement on green issues in response to the alienation of baby-bashers from their increasingly marginalised position in a world of footballing millionaires, cartoon presidential candidates, hoodie boys and possibly skewed voting on the East-Eurovision Song Contest.
Wah wah wah wah wawah, Wah wah wawah, Wah wah wah wah wawah, Wah wah wawah...

Hot Pants and Wonderbras
Hot Pants and Wonderbras, elephants in Thunder Cars, these are things that make us smile but there are things we think are vile!
Scally Cars and luke warm food, 'Hoodie' Boys and Rapper Dudes, give us a break from things like these... make us happy "Pretty Please!"
Cute pups, clear skies, mountain tops and Welsh tries. These are things so free and neat but there are things that aren't sweet!
Ticket touts and waspy plums, pavement fossil chewing gum, This is stuff that makes us cross so get a life and give a toss!

for more info on Wonderbras go to -
Wonderbra.com

The lovers met
The lovers met and they embraced, he held her tight, she kissed his lips. He held her tight, she could not breath. He held her tight, and she passed out. He held her tight she split and burst.
Then she returned; a Spider Woman and they embraced, she kissed his lips. She wove her web, she tied him up, she stung his head, he fell asleep. She held him tigh, she sucked him dry.
But he returned in python shape and they embraced, he kissed her lips. He wound his coils around her neck, she could not breath, she faded out. He opened wide and swallowed her.


When she returned he spat her out, the lovers met and they embraced. That vampyre woman, she sunk her teeth into his neck and he expired. he drank his blood, he was so pale.
The lovers met and they embraced, he held her tight, she kissed his lips. He kissed, she kissed, he kissed she kissed. He cut her throat, she pecked her eyes. This Romeo, this Juliet.

The Daily Show (Mike the DJ)
The Daily Show The Daily Show With Mike the DJ On the Radio, The Daily Show The Daily Show With Mike the DJ On Totally Radio!
He is the famous DJ On Radio Totally, He plays his favourite records which will grab you scrotally!
Mike-Mike Go for a hike Mike-Mike Get on your bike Mike-Mike Play those people the the tunes you like!
Those dudes in Brighton They need to be frightened. Relaxed and untightened Get down and get right and...
Mike-Mike Go for a hike Mike-Mike Get on your bike Mike-Mike Play those people the the tunes you like!
The man called Bradshaw He's bad to the bad core He's part of the folklore Down there on the sea-shore!
Mike-Mike Go for a hike Mike-Mike Get on your bike Mike-Mike Play those people the the tunes you like!

for more info on Mike Bradshaw's show on Totally Radio go to -
www.totallyradio.com

Birdman
Once was a man called Stephen Bird
Headcase, he's a headcase He's quite crazy, he's absurd Sledrace, in a sledrace Plays it all Thirty-three and a third Bedspace, in his bedspace Give that man his lemon curd Fedface, in his fedface He's no sportsman, he's a nerd Jazzbass, he's a jazzbass He's not living, he's interred badgrace, I said baaadgrace Zombie singer, shaken not stirred smoothpace, at a smoothpace Undead artist, vision blurred carchase, in a carchase Birdman has his loins a-gird Ratrace, for the ratrace Birdman makes his sound a-heard Bat place, in the bat place Birdman with his speech a-slurred Axe ace, he's an axe ace Birdman with a good good word Headcase, he's a headcase
I know a man called S.B... repeated with echo, twists, changes in octave etc.

for more Jowe Head info go to -

www.myspace.com/jowehead

Welcome to the world of...
Dooble ee doo be do badoobie ooh!
Welcome to the world of Steve Lamacq 'cause he's on your radio. He's it, he's sick, he's dressed in black and we want a cameo. The music's fresh, he won't be looking back, and he ain't a Romeo. When he plays this he'll be getting the sack, and he'll be off to the rodeo.
Welcome to the world of The Sportsman Band it is full of Garage Sounds. The words and the music are pretty unplanned and some of it is out-of-bounds! We don't expect to be in demand, but we'll be doing the rounds. From John o' Groats to the end of the land, so prepare to get unwound!

for more info Steve Lamacq go to -

www.bbc.co.uk/6music

Under Ladies Lamp-posts
All the passing joggers all the lumber loggers all the credit crunchers Eat their picnic lunches... (pause)Under ladies (pause) lamp-posts (chorus) All the little doggies Go sniffing under ladies lamp-posts All the little moggies Go climbing up those ladies lamp-posts All the rude kerb-crawlers all the thickie brawlers all the random shoppers Buy their teeny boppers... Under ladies... lamp-posts (chorus) All the little doggies Go sniffing under ladies lamp-posts All the little moggies Go climbing up those ladies lamp-posts All the city slickers all the lolly-lickers all the jolly buskers Meet the after duskers... Under ladies lamp-posts (chorus) All the little doggies Go sniffing under ladies lamp-posts All the little moggies Go climbing up those ladies lamp-posts All the shock and horror all the new tomorrow beg and steal and borrow cover up your sorrow.... Under ladies lamp-posts.

The Freedom & The Silent Foe
listen to the lyrics and work them out for yourself...