VILLAGE IDIOT ƒ   A D E G 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 Fuck 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. ©1993 The Macc Lads N.B.- Ladas- Old persons’ cars, powered by a rubber bands, only appear when you’re in a hurry. They're driven by people who wear hats in the car, and eat picnics in lay-bys of busy dual carriageways. N.B.- Sainsbury’s- A supermarket on Cumberland St.         It has an uneven, muddy carpark built on a steep gradient-  (hence a preponderance of         Jeeps, Range Rovers, and other 4 -wheel drive vehicles parked therein). TRACK CHAT HORRID HUNDRED