She was a girl from Birmingham
She just had an abortion
She was a case of insanity
Her name was Pauline, she lived in a tree

She sent her letters from the country
She was an no-one who killed her baby
She was an animal!

Body, I'm not an animal!
Body, I'm not an animal!

Dragged on a table in a factory
Illegitimate place to be
In a packet in a lavatory
It was killed for a minor fee

And it died!
A screaming blood body!
Not a squirm squelch
A gurgling bloody mess!

Body, I'm not an animal!
Mommy, I'm not an animal!

I'm not an animal!
I'm not an animal--ah hah!
I'm not an animal!
I ain't no animal!
Fuck this and fuck that
Fuck it all and fuck the fucking brat
She don't want a baby who looks like that
She...was an animal!

I'm not no animal!
Body! Not an animal!

Body, I'm not an animal!
Body, not an animal!

I'm not an animal!
I'm not an animal
An animal
An animal
An animal
An animal

I'm not a body!

I'm not an animal
Not an animal
An animal
I ain't no animal
I'm not an animal
Don't call me animal!

[STUDIO BANTER]
Steve: Just get on with it you totter!
Paul: Fuck off
[yelling]
Steve: Oh, for fucks sake
Paul: Oh shut up you cunt, [unintelligible] fuckin' tune up, do I?
Steve: Well you [unintelligible]
Paul: Well the fuckin' skin's loose! Shut up, ya cunt
Steve: I say come on and you said hold on! [?] You're fuckin' sitting there for five minutes you cunt!

[Intro to Seventeen on bass is played]

Steve: Hold on, I'm just getting tuned up