

(one, two, three, go!)
You think you can lock us out
Killing off the discs with corporate doubt
January twenty-eight, the line is drawn But our physical collection carries on (never!)
You want a digital monopoly to control Taking away the things you
sold But you can't delete what's in our hand
We own it forever,
we trade it for cash!
(yeah!) Your virtual chains are going to crash!
We want our physical media back!
Used CD discs and cartridges galore That's the real power at the
store You cannot revoke what we physically keep Your server-side greed is
running too deep
We won't buy your digital air
(no way!) We stand united,
we don't care
We own it forever,
we trade it for cash! (yeah!)
Your virtual chains are going to crash!
We want our physical media back!
Forever we own, forever we hold!
No digital sales to control!
(physical forever!)