Jockie Cockduster and the Velcro Effect -
The Raga of the Moonlit Mist (Ian Bru Vs the Masters of Death)
Really Hard Men
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
You're a stupid goth in a stupid band
I'm gonna push your face in the sand
I'm the greatest singing lover the world has seen
It's not just your mother with whom I claim to have been
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
You are little bastards and I'll sort you out
Then Aeropelaine will give you clout
You're driving the Tortured to rack and ruin
That's why they've paid us to give you a doing
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
The Masters of Death are silly teenage needs
Isn't it time they went home to their beds?
Has no one ever told you you're a talentless twat?
We don't understand why you don't understand that
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
Who's that in the bushes, dressed up in the dirty Mac?
All I can see are his feet and his nick-nack-paddywack
Come out of there, there's no need to be shy
Holy fuck - it's Taggart P.I.
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
You're a stupid goth in a stupid band
I'm gonna push your face in the sand
I'm the greatest singing lover the world has seen
It's not just your mother with whom I claim to have been
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
You are little bastards and I'll sort you out
Then Aeropelaine will give you clout
You're driving the Tortured to rack and ruin
That's why they've paid us to give you a doing
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
The Masters of Death are silly teenage needs
Isn't it time they went home to their beds?
Has no one ever told you you're a talentless twat?
We don't understand why you don't understand that
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
Who's that in the bushes, dressed up in the dirty Mac?
All I can see are his feet and his nick-nack-paddywack
Come out of there, there's no need to be shy
Holy fuck - it's Taggart P.I.
We're both really hard men
Fighting in the car park at Hillend
We're both really hard men
And I'm gonna punch your puss
Credits
Writer(s): Rod Maclean
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