

(fuck you)
Back in ninety-five they cared for the art Now in twenty-eight they
tear it apart Killing physical media,
locking the gate Corporate decisions fueled by your hate
Sony sucks, yeah you piece of shit!
Only care about the profit margin hit!
We don't care about your platform anymore!
(no we don't) Leave your broken consoles at the door!
Investors laughing high in their tower Forgetting the players who gave them
their power No physical discs,
no plastic in hand We're drawing a line,
we're making a stand
Ninety-five was real, twenty-eight is dead
Corporate greed is all that's left ahead
(fuck you, fuck you)
Sony sucks, yeah you piece of shit!
Only care about the profit margin hit!
We don't care about your platform anymore!
(no we don't)
Leave your broken consoles at the door!
Sony sucks!
You suck, you suck,
you suck! (go to hell)