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 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