Intro: A, C
Posh boy’s can play!
You tried to bring us down,
You tried to beat us to the ground,
You play loud,
But you got nothing to say,
See, I only have one thing to say-a-ay
Posh boys can't play.
You have your eyes on our prize,
Lots of really silly little daft little rock n roll lies,
Flash before your eyes.
You can try to break us,
But you'll only make us,
Our heads are screwed on far too fucking tight - (oh so very tight)
Spent the night in prison
Only for the reason.
Can anyone tell me what I am about to say.
Posh boys can't play.