文本歌词

You've such good taste
It's such a shame to waste
I'm doing you a favour.
It's cruel but hey,
Might not be my place to say
Somewhere there's been a failure.
You've missed your moments in the magazines
You're out of date and out of time
Your latest 7' sounds obsceneUnless you spin it at 45That stuff you playIt sounds so passeDon't get me wrongI like you...But I don't like your bandYour styleYour soundNo, I don't like your bandIt's tiredNot nowI don't like your musicI'm just not into itIt's not you, it's not youIt's your tunesI don't like your bandOpen your mindYou've been so far behindYour foot upon the razor.Time to get your headphones onListening to sme cosmic songsSome Kraftwerk, Bobby O and Moroder.Now let me help you...One - gotta ditch your influences thenTwo - start it all againThree - buy yourself a sequencer and thenFour - let the games beginThat stuff you playIt sounds so passeDon't get me wrongI like you...But I don't like your bandYour styleYour soundNo, I don't like your bandIt's tiredNot nowI don't like your musicI'm just not into itIt's not you, it's not youIt's your tunesI don't like your bandOooohI feel bad, I feel bad, I feel bad, I feel bad, I feelBad...OooohI feel bad, I feel bad, I feel bad, I feel bad.That stuff you playIt sounds so passeDon't get me wrongI like you...But I don't like your bandYour styleYour soundNo, I don't like your bandIt's tiredNot nowI don't like your musicI'm just not into itIt's not you, it's not youIt's your tunesI don't like your bandI don't like your bandI don't like your bandI don't like your bandI don't like your bandNo, I don't like your band