Slob was in the kitchen eating pies and mucky tarts,
Bammy's in the bathroom, lighting up his farts,
Beater's supping bitter, he's getting really canned,
He locks himself in the bog, he's s___ging Baggy Anne.

The Macc Lads are having a party,
Round at Muttley's place,
Better bring some ale, my son, or we'll smash you in the face.

Someone shouts: "Ale's run out! Who's for tea or coffee?",
Stez Styx pegs it down the road, and breaks in to the offy,
Charlotte's eating mushies, she's really off her box,
She's going to take her false teeth out and suck some scabby c___s.

Macc Lads are having a party,
Round at Muttley's flat,
Better bring some ale, my son, or we'll kick your f___ing t___.

Macc Lads are having a party,
Round at Muttley's flat,
Better bring some ale, my son, or we'll smash your f___ing t___.

When the Macc Lads have a party then they do it f___ing right,
If they start it on a Monday then it ends on Sunday night,
You can come if you're a Macc Lad,
f___ off if you're queer,
You can come if you're a fit crack,
But you've got to bring some beer.

You can come if you're a Macc Lad,
f___ off if you're queer,
You can come if you're a fit crack,
But you've got to bring some beer.

©1984 The Macc Lads

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