Artist: napalm death
Song: can't play, won't pay
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 heftily booted
So casual and concerned
Network, make the acquaintance
Dance to soulless tunes
Dirt is now scrubbed
From our own doorstep
But around every corner
Hides a high roller, roller
Get this prick away from me
Smash him and the leeching clique
Feigning grin that pulls you in
Feigning grin that pulls you in
Golden hand shake on the take
Golden hand shake on the take
Get this prick away
Enemies of the music business
Corporate fuck
Enemies of the music business
Black sheep on the cusp
Enemies of the music business
Ten long years still didn't finish us
Ten 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, roller
