In Mott The Hoople's 'All The Young Dudes', did Ian Hunter really want to fuck some cow to death? Did 'Games Without Frontiers' by Peter Gabriel honestly feature Kate Bush purring, "She sells plonk in here"? And was the refrain of The Who's 'Magic Bus' truly "Hooters and a magic fuzz"? Tragically, no - which is why we here at Smoking Ant Records choose not to print the lyrics on our CDs. We prefer the listener to sort it out for themselves. Oftentimes a misheard lyric can be a definite improvement.

However, for anyone who wants to know what our various artists are actually moaning and stamping their little feet about, here are the verbals:

BISONICS: SECONDS

BISONICS: PLAY FOR TODAY BOOKLET (Downloadable PDF)

RETICENTS: SELECTED SINGALONGASONGBOOK

LOUDSNEAKERS: undoneup

DOUG MURPHY & PAUL HAMILTON: ONLY TWO CAN PLAY

JAZZ CATTLE: FUCK COPS

We would love to know any of your mishearing to our records. Please send them to us at smokingantrecords@gmail.com, marking your email 'LYRICS'. Our favourite ones will be published here at some point. Maybe.