Tekst piosenki
How much work does a man have to do
To prove himself to someone like you?
You're all a bunch of penny-pinchers!
Thieving stitching petty wingers!
You think you have all the powers
The public listens to what you allow... yeah
You use people as your puppets
Chucking out your cheesey rubbish!
We've worked like the best of them
And our fan-base is growing by, the tonne,
But its still not good enough... for you!
And I'm tired and drowsy
And this game is growing old with me!
I'm making a stand tonight!
We don't need your cash or your freebies
We got this far we no money
And this is what real music sounds like!
Real music sounds like
The industry is on it's arse!
They're quick to quit they'll shatter like glass
If your first single don't reach number 1 (yeah)
Whilst the English scene's a dump
It keeps on trying to ruin punk
And the fact is we've slacked
And it's time to take it back now!
And i'm tired and drowsy
And this game is growing old with me!
I'm making a stand tonight
We don't need your cash or your freebies
We got this far we no money
And this is what real music sounds like!
Real music sounds like
Beg borrow blag steal and borrow
Beg borrow blag steal and borrow
Beg borrow blag steal and borrow
Beg borrow blag steal and borrow....
