Thanks For Nothing Lyrics - Enemy Of The Music Business - Napalm Death

Serve my head on a plate 

Pulp my heart with ill will 

I did trust you, led to lust you, to be duped 

Thanks for fucking nothing! 

Serve my head on a plate 

Pulp my heart with ill will 

Sensed a mystique, turned to spent air? Killed it dead 

Thanks for fucking nothing 

Scraped the depths to salvage something 

Thanks for fucking nothing 

Drained my all, then dropped the bombshell 

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True, we were not joined/ our every feature spliced 

Though you rushed in and took a lead 

Three words spouted 

This contagion 

crossed all divides 

caused a shift in protective focus 

Three words flouted 

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Untimely end, I should've clicked? a sensory cut-out 

A spoiling of the harmony, of which we were about 

I don't despise or demonize, but I just know your form 

Walk right out and move along, and leap before you look 

Thanks for fucking nothing!