You sat on a bus and wondered What future is there in this? Working all week to get money Cos money gets you pissed So you thought "I wanna be famous" And recorded a demo tape Sent it to all the companies And all they had to say was
No thanks sonny We've heard it all before Turning punk into money Doesn't work anymore
So you kept on working for money Put out your own EP And they put you in the papers And worked out your family tree The companies sat up and took notice And offered you money and fame The faces all change but the idea's the same So you thought you'd do it your way And said No thanks sonny I can do it on my own I don't need your money Just leave me alone
The record never got anywhere You ended up on the dole Finally got a job With less money than before Now you're sitting on a bus Where did it all go wrong Theres nothing else to do Except write another song And it goes
No thanks sonny We've heard it all before No thanks sonny You're no use anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
