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Artist: Napalm Death Album: Enemy Of The Music Business Title: 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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