Napalm Death
"Can't Play, Won't Pay"

Mitch harris
Ten yearsOf all-sides snipingFairness under fire
Ten long yearsRubbished objectivesTwo-pronged shower of bite
Dirt / is now scrubbedFrom our own doorstepBut / around every cornerHides a high roller
SuitedAnd heftity bootedSo casual and concerned
NetworkMakes the acquaintanceDance to soulless tunes
Dirt / is now scrubbedFrom our own doorstepBut / around every cornerHides a high roller

Get this prick away from meSmash him and the leeching clique
Fawning grin that pulls you inGolden windshake on the takeGet this prick away from me
(we're) enemies of the music businessYou corporate f**k !Enemies of the music businessBlack sheep on the custEnemies of the music business
Ten long yearsStill didn't finish usMuch to their disdain
Ten long yearsRegained the impetusThorns in cash-whores side
Dirt / is now scrubbedFrom our own doorstepBut / around every cornerHides a high roller