Lyrics Stiff Little Fingers

Stiff Little Fingers

Rough Trade

Record boss said we would be a smash

Yeah, go straight to Number One

He talked of hits and tours and lots of cash

And all the time it wasn't on

And I believed every word was true

yeah I swallowed every line

I believed every word he said

And I didn't find out in time

R:

We were betrayed, betrayed, betrayed

Betrayed, betrayed by rough trade lies

We quit our jobs and got all set to fly

Your promises had us riding high

but it's a dirty rough tough trade we find

"Yeah we agreed, but you hadn't signed

Sorry son, gonna have to throw you

Our lawyers say we don't even know you"

Music is money, kids are no-account fools

You trade in us, we get betrayed by you

R:

And you're sitting there in your London office

Snug and warm

And you think that you've won but

Just remember this is just round one

We're gonna do it our way

We're gonna make it on our own

Because we've found people to trust

People who put music first

R:

Why can't you tell us the truth?

Why did you lie to us?