Can’t Play, Won’t Pay lyrics
by Napalm Death
[Verse 1]
Ten years
Of all-sides sniping
Fairness under fire
Ten long years
Rubbished objectives
Two-pronged shower of bite
[Chorus]
Dirt is now scrubbed
From our own doorstep
But around every corner
Hides a high roller
[Verse 2]
Suited
And heftily booted
So casual and concerned
Network
Makes the acquaintance
Dance to soulless tunes
[Chorus]
Dirt is now scrubbed
From our own doorstep
But around every corner
Hides a high roller
Roller
[Bridge]
Get this prick away from me
Smash him and the leeching clique
Fawning grin that pulls you in
Fawning grin that pulls you in
Golden wind-shake on the take
Golden wind-shake on the take
Get this prick away from me
Get this prick away from me
Enemies of the music business
You corporate f*ck
Enemies of the music business
Black sheep on the cusp
Enemies of the music business
Enemies of the music business
[Verse 3]
Ten years
Still didn't finish us
Much to their disdain
Ten long years
Regained the impetus
Thorns in cash-whores side
[Chorus]
Dirt is now scrubbed
From our own doorstep
But around every corner
Hides a high roller
Roller