McCalliog and His Hens

Half Man Half Biscuit - Rock, Post-Punk
McCalliog and His Hens
2 Plays
Duration: 3:32
Lyrics
What's a man supposed to do when lawlessness abounds? When malcontents and footpads are prowling all around? Who are you going to turn to as the victim of a crime? Turn to the best of all McCalliog and His Hens (His Hens) (His Hens) Now McCalliog is a poultryman who walks many a mile And he also does some admin work for Devon CID But admin work is wasted on a man who has the gift Nail crooks in minutes with McCalliog and His Hens (His Hens) Hens lend a hand Hens know the land Beaks to the ground Villains in the pound In his farmyard over yonder he's got 44 informants And through some kind of telepathy and guile Justice wins the day Now he hasn't got an alias likе Alias Smith and Jones And he doesn't wеar a deerstalker, he's no Sherlock Holmes Who put away that madman who was re-arranging gnomes? Who? McCalliog and His Hens (His Hens) Hens ever keen See how they glean Catching bandits and embezzlers through a haze of rum and vodka With the wonderful assistance of his pals McCalliog and His Hens (His Hens) McCalliog and His Hens (His Hens) McCalliog and His Hens (His Hens) McCalliog and His Hens (cluck cluck)
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Credits
- Writers
- Nigel Blackwell
- Neil Crossley