She forgets   She forgets her own address   So to give her memory a jolt   They send about a thousand volts   Up through her toes to her neck   She lights like a bulb      She's a sixty second travesty   Going down in history   She's just very busy dying      She's a fuck-up   Who's a storm in a D-cup   She used to spend her days   In motorway cafes   To get away from it all   Straight up      She's a twenty year old mystery   Going down in history   She's just very busy dying      Shocking...      It's just one shock to wake in the morning   She'll get another when she gets the bill   The telephone is wringing constatly in her eardrums   Explain...      The time   She always wants to know the time   It's time she was unplugged   Untied and undrugged   Electric Sue has blown a fuse      She's a television mini-series   Going down in history   She's just very busy dying...frying