MACC LADS TRACKLIST Ta-Tu
McCavity- This has got the all time greatest guitar solo in it.
Mard- Oh Yeah? Says who?
O'Peesha- During this song at a gig in Leeds, Mungo threw a chair
into the crowd.
look on his face when the crowd threw back six chairs and a table.
WITH THE HEART
Git-Featuring an aria by Binbag, whose voice has been known to
riff was stumbled upon by O'Peesha when he was trying to work out
McCavity- I know what this one's about. That journalist woman
we kidnapped and dumped in
South Wales. She was dead ugly, and none of us shagged her.
Chorley- Even the roadies never touched her-she was really upset.
A few nights later she's in the
Bear's telling everyone that we've all got micropenises and we're crap
shags and we're
gay and all that.
McCavity- Its in the paper, it must be true!
Git- Muttley lists all the things which he finds objectionable
Originally the song was
3 hours long,
but a £10 note in the correct palm secured a satisfactory edit.
IN THE DARK
Git- Riots swept through Merry England in 1981, and Macc was
not to be outdone. Someone chucked
a brick through Arighi Bianchi's window, and was promptly arrested.
riot ended. In court, the judge asked:
caused you to perpetrate such a vile act?"
"Half a bottle
of Clan Dew, Your Honour." Was the reply.
do with the song, but I had to slip it in somewhere.
Muttley- Well some questions need answers! How do blind
gits wipe their arse?
O'Peesha- Yeah, like how do they know every snowflake
Dread- Dey all look alike to I. Innit?
Git- Muttley and Mard list all the lengths they will go to to
secure a cup final ticket.
as their beloved Macc Town have yet to get beyond the 3rd round.
Git- This ditty has appeared in many guises.
No one could agree which version was best.
I liked the first version,
but my bruises would suggest that it was a
offer any opinion to my petulant little charges.
Knobby- I like Spanish women's armpits.
O'Peesha- The original version had an out of tune piano and pint
pots. It was dead good. Then Mard
came along with all these fancy chords. I said: "Diminished ninths?
You big pansy!" Of
course I didn't use those exact words, I probably said:
Mard, you're the best axeman ever."
Slob- Years ago, Muttley came round to my hovel, shouting: "Slob!
You up yet?"
I was on
the bog, and shouted back:"Ang on! There's a turd hanging out me arse."
he'd brought some woman round to meet me. Ah well...