Our mission at Big and Tall Records is to expose and promote unknown talented singers and songwriters. That leads us to work with some very interesting artists, but every now and then the 'interest' pushes the limits of our understanding and tolerance. Such is Percy McCoy, a man that grew up on a cattle ranch in Kansas. He's a country western artist of the first caliber musically. A fine singer of the style, a brilliant guitarist, a very good music writer, a VERY questionable lyric writer. Not that he doesn't have the talent...he most assuredly does. It is the SUBJECTS that can be seen as highly questionable, possibly leaning toward the side of perverted at times. But we will continue to give him a voice as long as certain lines aren't crossed. This song was written while he was going through the divorce of his 4th wife, (and he's only 34 years old!) and led him to write this song about a strange desire in a most questionable subject. No doubt written during emotional distress (and with the obvious situation of alcohol being involved), but it has a swinging rock-a-billy beat that 'grabs ya by the crotch' (as Percy likes to say). We are actively urging him to stay a little closer to the boundaries of decency, as there need to be an outlet for this talented musician.
Fishin' For A Big Mouth Carp
I’m sittin’ on the dock on a bright, sunny day.
Got my fish pole strung up, and my bait in the bay.
People pass by, and ask me how’s my luck,
I gotta reply that it ain’t worth a fuck!
I’m fishin’ for a big mouth carp!
Can’t be no bass, can’t be no trout,
Gotta be a rubbery lipped carp,
Cuz they got what it’s all about!
Lookin’ out over the glassy water,
I keep thinkin’ how things ain’t what they oughter.
Percy McCoy
All I want’s some action, but I know what she’ll say,
“Not tonight. I’ve a headache, there ain’t no way!"
That’s why I’m fishin’ for a big mouth carp.
Can’t be no bass, can’t be no trout,
Gotta be a rubbery lipped carp,
Cuz they got what it’s all about!
So I ain’t waitin’ on her no more!
When we first got together she fucked like a whore!
She says I’m too horny, that I must be sick,
But dammit, all I got is a lonesome old dick!
I’m sittin’ real quiet, then I’m aware,
Of my rod tip dancin’ and weavin’ in the air!
I give a big tug, but damn it don’t budge!
I give it another, I give a big nudge!
I start turnin’ the crank and reelin’ it in,
It’s fightin’ and rollin’, I’m cussin’ like sin!
I get it to the surface, and I yell out with glee,
Goddam, a big mouth carp especially fer me!
I pull it onto the dock, it's floppin' like crazy,
Don't want the whole fish cuz i'm just lazy.
I look the fish over as it struggles for life,
Then I pull out my big bowie knife!
Dang that's a big mouth carp!
Shore ain't no bass, shore ain't no trout!
Look at the lips on that slimey ol' carp!
Dang, I bet that's where it's at!
I aim my knife, and and aim it closely,
cut off the head and show it some mercy.
I toss the body back into the bay,
The head's all I wanted, any ol' way!
I got me a big mouth carp!
No puny bass, no sissy trout!
An ugly, slimy ol' carp!
And I'll show it what it's all about.
Put the head in a gunny sack and head for my truck,
I cain't believe I'm havin' such luck!
I drive to a place down a deserted dirt road,
Nobody goes down there I've been told.
Grab the fish head and stomp on some plants.
Stand by the truck door, unbuckle my pants,
Mah pants fall down over m' feet,
And now I’m gonna enjoy my real special treat!
I was fishin’ for a big mouth carp!
I caught one too, I’m ready to shout!
The head ain’t dead yet, of this nasty ol’ carp,
But I’ll still feed it my worm........that’s what it’s all about!!
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