Well I Can't Stand Rock'n'roll i Can't Stand Rock'n'roll i Can't Stand Rock'n'roll well Up Your Arsehole Rock'n'roll
the Man Who Made It Was Big And Fat oh You Little Boys, What Ya Think Of That another Two Went And Died In A Plane oh My God I Wish They'd Do It Again
well I Can't Stand Rock'n'roll i Can't Stand Rock'n'roll i Can't Stand Rock'n'roll well Up Your Arsehole Rock'n'roll
then Came The Shit From Foreign Lands money In Mouth And Shit In Hands poisoned Minds And Ruined Souls fuck That Rock'n' Roll
well I Can't Stand Rock'n' Roll i Can't Stand Rock'n' Roll i Can't Rock'n' Roll well Up Your Arsehole, Rock'n'roll
i Was Born And Bred On That Fucking Shit with The Boring Cunts That Didn't Spit it's Time Now For A Different Noise you Are The Dead ...now We Are The Boys
i Can't Stand Rock'n'roll i Can't Stand Rock'n'roll i Can't Stand Rock 'n' Roll stuff It Up Your Arsehole Rock'n'roll