I can't take it
It's just too much time for this love
And I can't stand my neighbour
I am from Brixton, whilst he's from Belgium

I can't take it
Where it's like a Paula Cole song
Like my cowboys
But where have they gone
Off to write a message
But don't make it silly, cos were get blocked

I can't take it
It's just too much time for this love
I love me some Therapy?
I'm going to have 'Turn' played at my funeral
Whilst it saves the day, and it's like at your funeral

Basil Brush, who the ££££ is he
When we miss him on CBBC
And we don't miss him playing Jonathan King
Or even Ian Watkins

I can't take it
It's just too much time for that now
I am frightened of Daniel O'Donnell
That granny-shagging Irishman
Where do ya need him when we've got Amy Child's

But I can't takeout
It's just too much time to this love
I am frightened of having it all again
But I am frightened