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The Macc Lads

The Macc Lads are an English punk rock band from Macclesfield, Cheshire, England. Self-proclaimed the "rudest, crudest, lewdest, drunkest band in Christendom", the Macc Lads have typically used irreverent, foul-mouthed and politically incorrect lyrics; common themes have been binge drinking, sex and fighting. Active from 1981 to 1995 and reforming in 2018, the band now tend to be regarded more favourably by music historians, in contrast to the reaction the band generated in their heyday, with many appreciating the blatant schoolboy humour and tongue-in-cheek nature of the source material. more »

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1994

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Well, I spent last night trying to chuck me bird,
She were clinging to me leg like an old sick turd,
I said your tits are too small and your legs are too short,
I want a fit bird from the Sunday Sport,
I can't hear me records when you sit on me face,
And then she mouths off in front of me mates,
But you told me that you loved me,
I never fucking did,
You used fer bring me flowers,
I said shut your fucking grid,
You acted dead sweet and you called me fluffy pup,
You can cook you can f*ck you can do the washing up,
Now I've had enough, come on f*ck off,
Get stuffed.
Well I took her one side, and we started chatting,
I said tell the lads that and I'll kick your twat in,
Now piss ofback your mother's 'cause I've had enough,
Say another word, get a boot up chuff,
You're spotty and your ugly and you smaell like Billingsgate,
And then she mouths off in front of me mates...
But you told me that you loved me,
I never fucking did,
You used fer bring me flowers,
I said shut your fucking grid,
You acted dead sweet and you called me fluffy pup,
You can cook you can f*ck you can do the washing up,
Now I've had enough, come on f*ck off,
Get stuffed.
Well, I stormed off 'cause I were going crazy,
When I got to the chippy I had one foot in the gravy,
She got a seven foot dad,
Well just about,
And he was going to rip me liver out,
I said here you are grandad, your turn to hold her,
There's half a pint of gravy and a chip on me shoulder...
But you told me that you loved me,
I never fucking did,
You used fer bring me flowers,
Shut your fucking grid,
You acted dead sweet and you called me fluffy pup,
You can cook you can f*ck you can do the washing up,
Now I've had enough, come on f*ck off,
Get stuffed.
I said you can cook you can f*ck you can do the washing up,
Now I've had enough, come on f*ck off,
Get stuffed.

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