| Song | Fear My Wraith |
| Artist | Half Man Half Biscuit |
| Album | Some Call It Godcore |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Vespers done, I glide out | |
| To where the cool and shade is apparent | |
| Only to find my old colleagues | |
| They are scum and they’ll die | |
| Because their wives are too fucking bubbly | |
| And they say “lacksadaisical” | |
| And they’ll get back from Copenhagen | |
| And they will say | |
| That statue’s quite disappointing | |
| Not very big | |
| Yeah right, OK | |
| Through all of your broken dreams | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through all of your Christmas do’s | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| When your horse leads the field | |
| Inside the first furlong of the National | |
| You think that it is going to win | |
| Shoals of tope I would choose | |
| If in some future world I was faced with | |
| Releasing them or saving you | |
| Undead hate all fundraising stalwarts | |
| In camouflage | |
| Firing paint in some private woodland | |
| Frightening the birds | |
| Through all of your broken dreams | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through all of your Christmas do’s | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through your children’s bedroom walls | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| I read the news today, oh boy | |
| Svarc rejects new Layer terms |
| Vespers done, I glide out | |
| To where the cool and shade is apparent | |
| Only to find my old colleagues | |
| They are scum and they' ll die | |
| Because their wives are too fucking bubbly | |
| And they say " lacksadaisical" | |
| And they' ll get back from Copenhagen | |
| And they will say | |
| That statue' s quite disappointing | |
| Not very big | |
| Yeah right, OK | |
| Through all of your broken dreams | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through all of your Christmas do' s | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| When your horse leads the field | |
| Inside the first furlong of the National | |
| You think that it is going to win | |
| Shoals of tope I would choose | |
| If in some future world I was faced with | |
| Releasing them or saving you | |
| Undead hate all fundraising stalwarts | |
| In camouflage | |
| Firing paint in some private woodland | |
| Frightening the birds | |
| Through all of your broken dreams | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through all of your Christmas do' s | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through your children' s bedroom walls | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| I read the news today, oh boy | |
| Svarc rejects new Layer terms |
| Vespers done, I glide out | |
| To where the cool and shade is apparent | |
| Only to find my old colleagues | |
| They are scum and they' ll die | |
| Because their wives are too fucking bubbly | |
| And they say " lacksadaisical" | |
| And they' ll get back from Copenhagen | |
| And they will say | |
| That statue' s quite disappointing | |
| Not very big | |
| Yeah right, OK | |
| Through all of your broken dreams | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through all of your Christmas do' s | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| When your horse leads the field | |
| Inside the first furlong of the National | |
| You think that it is going to win | |
| Shoals of tope I would choose | |
| If in some future world I was faced with | |
| Releasing them or saving you | |
| Undead hate all fundraising stalwarts | |
| In camouflage | |
| Firing paint in some private woodland | |
| Frightening the birds | |
| Through all of your broken dreams | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through all of your Christmas do' s | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| Through your children' s bedroom walls | |
| Slowly walks the wraith of me | |
| I read the news today, oh boy | |
| Svarc rejects new Layer terms |