| Song | Shouting Match |
| Artist | The New Mendicants |
| Album | Shouting Match |
| Tempest in a teapot someone smashed against a wall | |
| He’s a queer, she’s frigid – I can’t get no sleep at all | |
| It started as a lover’s spat | |
| Now it’s World War Three in a third floor flat | |
| Love’s alive and well in 302 tonight it seems | |
| Pornographic princess screaming woke me from a dream | |
| It started as a lover’s spat | |
| Now it’s World War Three in a third floor flat | |
| It’s a shouting match of heavyweight true lover’s hate | |
| And it’s a shouting match of heavyweight true lover’s hate | |
| It’s a shouting match – no words can cover up my blues | |
| A shouting match and everyone’s gonna lose |
| Tempest in a teapot someone smashed against a wall | |
| He' s a queer, she' s frigid I can' t get no sleep at all | |
| It started as a lover' s spat | |
| Now it' s World War Three in a third floor flat | |
| Love' s alive and well in 302 tonight it seems | |
| Pornographic princess screaming woke me from a dream | |
| It started as a lover' s spat | |
| Now it' s World War Three in a third floor flat | |
| It' s a shouting match of heavyweight true lover' s hate | |
| And it' s a shouting match of heavyweight true lover' s hate | |
| It' s a shouting match no words can cover up my blues | |
| A shouting match and everyone' s gonna lose |