Lyrics

Banned from the Roxy, okay
I never much liked playing there anyway
They said they only wanted well behaved boys
Do they think guitars and microphones are just fucking toys?
Fuck 'em, I've chosen to make my stand
Against what I feel is wrong with this land
Just sit there on their overfed arse
Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes
Banned from the Roxy, okay
I never much liked playing there anyway
They said they only wanted well behaved boys
Do they think guitars and microphones are just fucking toys?
Fuck 'em, I've chosen to make my stand
Against what I feel is wrong with this land
Just sit there on their overfed arse
Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes
Banned from the Roxy
Banned from the Roxy
Banned from the Roxy
Banned from the Roxy
Banned from the Roxy, okay
I never much liked playing there anyway
They said they only wanted well behaved boys
Do they think guitars and microphones are just fucking toys?
Fuck 'em, I've chosen to make my stand
Against what I feel is wrong with this land
Just sit there on their overfed arse
Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes
Banned from the Roxy, okay
I never much liked playing there anyway
They said they only wanted well behaved boys
Do they think guitars and microphones are just fucking toys?
Fuck 'em, I've chosen to make my stand
Against what I feel is wrong with this land
Just sit there on their overfed arse
Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes
Written by: Andy Palmer, Bronwyn Jones, Eve Libertine, Gee Vaucher, Hari Nana, Joy De Vivre, Joy Haney, Penny Rimbaud, Pete Wright, Peter Coomber, Phil Free, Philip Clancey, Steve Ignorant
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