Marr, He’s Making Lies At Me

 

Marr, he’s making lies at me
Marr, he’s no awfy nice to me
Marr, he is breakin’ guidelines
Of the BBC
Mercy! Let my conscience guide me!
Marr, he wants to harry me
Stuff yer license fee
Every minute he gets bolder
His bark’s worse than Noddy Holder
Marr, he’s dissing me

from the album Poetry and Politics by Tommy Mackay. 

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