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 sh** from foreign lands
Money in mouth and sh** in hands
Poisoned minds and ruined souls
f** 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 f**ing sh**
With the boring c*nts 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