MACC LADS TRACKLIST P-S
Muttley's flat was ideal for parties. He had a skip next to the back
door,- we could
shovel all the debris, cans, drunks and vomit straight out- ready for
the next one.
Muttley- You saying that I used to tidy up? You calling me a
McCavity- That was no skip, that was my house.
Chorley- I made a really good punch at one party. I filled the
bath with all the booze, then Stez decided
it was time to drown the Pakki. Stez was in a right mood, it took all
of us to drag him
Stez kept saying: "Huddersfield" over and over again.
Git- Strangely enough, I was never invited to one of McLad's
This was the 'A' side of the single, and entered the National Chart
on St George's Day, 1988 at
number 95- along with Fairground Attraction. The talented Scots shuffled
up to No 1.
O'Peesha- Eee! The trouble this caused! Titterton's got invaded
by hacks wanting to interview the
fat woman that tastes the pies! Loads of journalists wandering from
factory to factory looking
for a fat tart that needs ironing. Talk about Gullible's Travels!
Beater- The first version was best. The one I did. The LP version
McCavity- But you took about ten goes to get it right. I did
it in one take!
Beater- Yeah, sounds like it.
Released first as a demo, then re-recorded for the Alehouse Rock LP.
I liked the
first version as it was cheaper.
Muttley- We had a peek at one of Knobby's Reader's Wives
on the stickiest page, in between the staples,
was this huge fuck-off bunch of grapes.
Of course this happened to a friend of a friend.
But small puppies look better on car radiator grilles
than those plastic red noses.
Plus you are safe in the knowledge that non of your wages
have found their way to charity.
is known as the 'Millionaire's Village'.
When the Lads visit me, they have to remove their
at the parish boundary.
Bald Eagle- I went a bit overboard with the farmyard noises on
but I liked the way Winston hit
the anvil. He got the chains off in the end.
For collectors of trivia, the dog's name is Rowell- a particularly dim
mongrel belonging to Al O'Peesha.
Knobby comes round when his anal sacks need emptying.
It is the
same dog to whom we asked the fanclub to write :-
Rowell, We think the Mac Lads are ded good.
you tell us wen they will be gigging in Yorkshire?"
Rowell is a dog, and can't read. However, we read your letter to him.
He went in
the yard and shat. Hope this helps."
This song got ridiculous. At some gigs, the middle bit used to go on
for ages, they
put the snooker music in it, the Grand Prix theme, all kinds of rubbish.
Mard- That’s coz we never told you what we were going to do!
Dread- Ha! Look on bald honky’s face when we all start to play
de ‘Snooker’ tune!
And im not
know de chords!
Git- Many was the time that O’Peesha would look concerned during
a concert- him having received
a completely different set list to everyone else.
Since my boys have run up enough slates to roof a large town, I have
left strict instructions viz-a
-viz After Hours Drinking. I was once present during one of these sessions,
and my 'round'
(I think that is the correct term) came to an extortionate sum. 20 pints
of bitter, plus
Pimms for myself, meths for McCavity and a can of Lilt for Winston Dread.
on a receipt.
My pathetic attempt to rip-off Georgy Girl by the Seekers.
Beater- Its got a minor chord in it!
Mard- Not when I play it.
Chorley- Anyone heard that German single?
Its a cover of this, called Fette Motte?
Stez- Shut the fuck up, you wittering woman.
Fear The) SWEEPER
At last, a football song from the Lads. McLad discovered that there
are few songs to be sung when
your team is useless and 4-0 down on a wet Tuesday. I am surprised that
"You might have
scored, but we've got bigger knobs" does not echo around Anfield
O'Peesha- Fuck the chariot race in Ben Hur, the finest piece
of cinematic history is this song on Sex
Pies and Videotape. Bach is a star.
Chorley- And a stupid fat tub.