Cant Play, Wont Pay - текст песни
Can't Play, Won't Pay
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
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