Ill Macho

Ill Macho

[Lyrics by 'Weird Hal' Hankovic, with apologies to Mark Knopfler (El Macho)]

The song has begun

Spewing notables one by one

Melodically sure

Yet memetically insecure

And you could be a fine tune Macho

Yeh you could be a fine tune Macho

I know you're a star

And your music is better by far

Than most shit on CD

Gonna keep you as mp3

For you could be a fine tune Macho

Yeh you could be a fine tune Macho

Then a painful refrain unravels the hook

You're a crook

A sickly lament that for music mistook (look!)

Ill Macho, Ill Macho

Now we want you to sing

Don't get shy or anything

Your fans still remain

Just leave out that awful refrain

'Cos you could be a fine tune Macho

Yeh you could be a fine tune Macho (Macho)

Ill Macho, Ill Macho, Ill Macho