Napalm Death
Napalm Death - Can't PlayWon't Pay songtekst
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Mitch harris Ten years Of all-sides sniping Fairness under fire Ten long years Rubbished objectives Two-pronged shower of bite Dirt / is now scrubbed From our own doorstep But / around every corner Hides a high roller Suited And heftity booted So casual and concerned Network Makes the acquaintance Dance to soulless tunes Dirt / is now scrubbed From our own doorstep But / around every corner Hides a high roller Get this prick away from me Smash him and the leeching clique Fawning grin that pulls you in Golden windshake on the take Get this prick away from me (we're) enemies of the music business You corporate fuck ! Enemies of the music business Black sheep on the cust Enemies of the music business Ten long years Still didn't finish us Much to their disdain Ten long years Regained the impetus Thorns in cash-whores side Dirt / is now scrubbed From our own doorstep But / around every corner Hides a high roller