We'll write a song and play it loud It makes us feel good When we scream and shout It's what we like, it's what we'll do We'll play it for no-one else but you
Don't you sell your songs, But keep em for yourself Don't you be their slave, but keep it Diy
We want it to be heard by a big crowd Achieving that ourselves makes us feel proud This way our noise remains our property No compromise, musical liberty
Don't you sell your songs, But keep em for yourself Don't you be their slave, but keep it Diy
No businessmen with suits and ties Offering golden mountains over coffee and pie No Mtv, cheap merchandise No musical restrictions that I despise