Lyrics:
raises thousands for charities And us Macc Lads look out for our own, always champion loyalty Hook – This anthem made for Macclesfield, spirit
she won Miss Macclesfield. She married and Italian just 'cause he were posh, And they honeymooned in Brussles and he played a bit of squash. Next she
a nobody-town That's Macclesfield town This ghost town a town from silk and smoke It has a Shit football team but with loyal fans Who have big football dreams
beer... Get weavin', in Macclesfield, Get weavin', and get your knackers feeled. Kiss your crack but miss her lips, She's got a scabby face and she smells
am Mikro bis ihr Spastis es kapiert Deine westdeutsche Kleinstadt ist noch Lange nicht Macclesfield I can't relax in Deutschrap ADHS in Rheinkultur
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