Monkees Lyrics

Here we come, Muttley, Beater, Stez Styx
We drink Boddington's bitter, and we smoke No6
Eh up! We're the Macc Lads, we're not f*cking queer
We like pulling fit crack and supping lots of beer
Here we come, three f*cking good friends, if you say owt
against us,
We'll kick your f*cking bell end
We like chips n gravy, nowt'll take its place Don't you f*ck with the Macc Lads
Or we'll arrange your f*cking face

Here we come, feeling f*cking sore
Got us money last friday and pissed it up the wall
Eh up! We're the Macc Lads, we go down the pub
When the ale's down our necks, we go and get some grub

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