Rough Trade — Stiff Little Fingers

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 wasm't on And I beleived every word was true Yeah I swallowed every line I believed every word he said And I didn't find out in time

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

And you're sitting there in you're 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

Why can't you tell us the truth? Why did you lie to us?