The Macc Lads - Mccavity lyrics

He's harder than nails, tougher than bricks, (Weighs nine stones with muscles in his s***), Karate king, kung-fu master, (Shaves with a plane, he's a f***ing hard ba*tard), He's filled more holes than a JCB, (So don't you f*** with...) McCavity, McCavity, McCavity, McCavity. He won't pat dogs, he eats dead cats, (He'll rip your bollocks off and stuff them up your c*nt), He's had a blow job off an alligator, (He likes to wa*k with an old cheese grater), He's got all the crack begging on their knees, They say: (I'll bend down, you fill....) McCavity, McCavity, McCavity, McCavity. When he's necked his pint, he'll eat the gla**, (He can smoke a million smelly French f*gs), He can splash Brute all over his bollocks, (f*** off you c*nt, nothing rhymes with that) Oh er right you are! He can drink beer with a high specific gravity, (Thank f*** for that, coz it rhymes with...) McCavity, McCavity, McCavity, McCavity.