A wee bit of my Scottish roots come a peeking out from under my kilt in this wild, raucous, over the top, testosterone fueled,
barn burning foot stomper!
“So come along and show your teeth
and wipe that puss off your face
We have spontaneous combustion and we burn off into space”
Tony MacLaren played guitar, sang, wrote the music and produced the CD.
Kirk Covington played the drums.
Dave Carpenter played the bass.
Recorded onto 2 inch analogue tape and mixed onto analogue tape.
No synths or vocal tuners or computers were used to record this music. So there.
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SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION
(TONY MACLAREN) © 1999
(V1) NOW STEP RIGHT UP AND SEE THE MAN
WHO PULLS UPON THE WIRES.
HO - REEL IT IN AND PULL IT OUT
AND PUSH UP WAY UP HIGHER.
OH - A WEAVING IN AND OUT AND JUMPING UP AND DOWN THE FRETBOARD.
WE PUT OUR HANDS TOGETHER NOW
AND STOMP UPON THE FLOOR.
(CH) SO COME ALONG AND SHOW YOUR TEETH
AND CRACK A SMILE UPON YOUR FACE,
WE HAVE SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION
AND WE BURN OFF INTO SPACE.
(V2) THE HEAT IS ON, I’M LATHERED UP
A SWINGING MY SHILLELAGH,
NO- I WONT GIVE UP WITHOUT A FIGHT
I HAVEN’T HAD MY SAY.
SO WATCH ME NOW, I STAND MY GROUND AWAITNG FAHRENHEIT.
A THINKING ABOUT THE TIME
WHEN I AM GOING TO IGNITE.
SO COME ALONG AND SHOW YOUR TEETH AND WIPE THAT PUSS OFF YOUR FACE,
OH - WE HAVE SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION
WATCH US BURN OFF INTO SPACE.
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