ANIMAL TESTING C F G Dm I was busy groping on my floor, some git comes knocking on my door, There's a pack of bastards queuing up outside. No, I don't think that God's amazing. No, I don't want no double glazing, I'm just trying to get between this woman's thighs. 'Do you want some life assurance?' 'Do you want some car insurance?' Fuck off, twat, I'm trying to have a poke. 'God's sent me on this mission' 'Sign the animal cruelty petition,' I think beagles should be forced to smoke. I believe in animal testing, (yip!) that's a dog, I don't want cladding or insulation in me fucking loft Don't want to help the poor at Christmas, I'm too busy in this bird's knickers. I got my airgun out for the Hari Krishnas. Some old biddy's saving dogs, so I pushed a flame thrower through the letter box, Fuck off granny, or you'll get what the mormons got. I fried that bastard to a cinder, Poured piss on the vicar out of the bedroom window, The Animal Rights got their leaflets up their arse. I believe in animal testing (meeow!) that's a cat, I don't want to buy any carpet cleaner, yes, I know the dog's just shat, I'm quite happy with these stains, I wired the doorbell to the mains, Now Macc's got no MP, isn't that a shame? Got back to sorting this girl out, 'What was it you came round about?' She's collecting for the church's gerbil fund. Now that seems like a worthy cause, so she got down on all fours. 'I'd like to make a contribution to your cunt.' I believe in animal testing (ooh!) that's a bird, If the panda's dying out, I couldn't give a turd, Don't want to know about politics, I'd rather scrape the cheddar off my dick, And save the smelly bits for Jehovah's Witnesses. ©1990 The Macc Lads TRACK CHAT HORRID HUNDRED