The Macc Lads – the self proclaimed "rudest crudest lewdest drunkest band in Christendom" – formed in the late 1970s in Macclesfield, UK. Their career spanned the years 1981 to 1995 and they become notorious for their foul mouthed lyrics, political incorrectness, drinking, sexism and homophobia. They managed to offend a great many people and were repeatedly banned from venues and radio stations whilst retaining a die hard fan base. They are perhaps best described as the musical equivalent of the Viz comic, sharing many of the same themes.
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Failure with Girls - By Macc Lads... I'm pretty sure this is about right....Drink more Boddies. Transcribed by Rodan [email protected]
F#A I've got an ugly face, EB With spots all over the place, F#A I haven't got any mates, EB And me clothes have gone out of date. F#A I go to the pub on me own, EB And I drink me orange alone, F#A I sit and stare at the crack, EB But they just turn their backs,
G#C# I want to chat them up, F#B But I stare at me feet, G#C#F#B And then I go home and I beat me meat, G#C#F#B I'm dead shy about the size of me dick, D And chips and gravy make me sick,
F#EC# I'm a failure with girls I don't know why, C#BF# He's a failure with girls He don't know why, F#EC# I'm a failure with girls They're so unkind, C#BF# He's a failure with girls They're so unkind, F#EC# I'm a failure with girls They make me cry, C#BF# He's a failure with girls They make hI'm cry, F#EB Only wish I could say that I don't mind.
F#A A Macc Lad said "Sonny take note", EB And he poured a pint of bitter down me throat, F#A It were the first pint I ever had, EB And I changed to a real Macc Lad, F#A Me clothes started looking dead flash, EB I got a tattoo and a moustache, F#A And me car got a go-faster stripe, EB And now I pull crack every night,
C#F#B And I'm not weak anymore, C#F#B Cause me dick measures three foot four, C#F#B So don't you call me wimp, G#C# Cause it's three foot four even when it's limp.
F#EC# I'm dead macho with girls I never fail, C#BF# He's dead macho with girls he nevers fails, F#EC# I'm dead macho with girls cause I sup ale, C#BF# He's dead macho with girls cause he sups ale, F#EC# I'm dead macho with girls thanks to E. Lees, C#BF# He's dead macho with girls thanks to E. Lees, F#EB Only wish that I didn't have VD.