Macc Lads Village Idiot Lyrics

Its thirty foot long and it stinks of piss, sores and
scabs all over it
Its rude, its wrinkled, its veins are blue,
Its the Thursday morning pension queue
Senile retards out for a drive, you're stuck behind a
Lada for miles
They drool, they dribble, they cough, they wheeze,
They make you queue for hours at Sainsbury's

f*ck off down the post office, if you're handicapped Village idiot competition for mutants, geeks and spacks

Hobbling, wobbling, doddering, slobbering, stammering,
staggering fools.
Dunces, dullards, demented dimwits, imbeciles, buffoons.
Shuffling halfwits interbred, simpletons with mis-shaped
heads, rotting fossils, decomposing,
Ninnies with no teeth.
Wronglybuilts, grinning, gurning, incontinents and
freaks.