MCA may refer to:
(J. Rotten/S. Jones/G. Matlock/P. Cook)
It's in unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it 'cos of fame
Who?
MCA MCA MCA
Too many people had the suss
Too many people support us
An unlimited amount
Too many outlets in and out
Who?
MCA MCA MCA
You saw them crucified
A day they wished that you had died
We are an addition
We are ruled by none
Never ever never
Don't worry about it
Don't worry
They just thought that we were faking
That we were all just money making
You do not believe we're for real
Or you would lose your cheap appeal?
Don't judge a book just by the cover
Unless you cover just another
And blind acceptance is a sign
Of stupid fools who stand in line like
MCA MCA MCA
Unlimited edition
With an unlimited supply
That was the only reason
We all had to say goodbye
Unlimited supply
There is no reason why
I tell you if was all a frame
They only did it 'cos of fame
I do not need the pressure
I cannot teach a fool's
Unlimited supply
Hell MCA goodbye
Write a letter to myself of white flags and surrender, I dig my trenches six feet deep, But where are you now? While we still stand proud, And you're still tripping on your feet. So you better run for cover, Boy, The revolution just pulled your fucking number, I've been a vindictive man, I've been a man of power, But looking at you is just like pulling teeth, I said looking at you is just like pulling teeth. So here's to our past, From the bottom of our glass, That tilted, Spilled, Hit the floor, Then smashed. So here's to our past, From the bottom of our glass, That tilted, Spilled, Hit the floor, Then smashed. I've seen a million faces, But I can't seem to forget the ones that burn me, But where are you now? While we still stand proud, And you're still tripping on your feet. So here's to our past, From the bottom of our glass, That tilted, Spilled, Hit the floor, Then smashed. So here's to our past, From the bottom of our glass, That tilted, Spilled, Hit the floor, Then smashed. Who starts the riot?? Then hides behind it?? You sing the songs, But you know we didn't buy it, When we heard it on the streets, And we held it in our hearts, You made us what we hated, And you tore us all apart!! Who steps aside?? You can't deny, You sing the songs, But you know we didn't buy it, When we heard it on the streets, And we held it in our hearts, You made us what we hated, And you tore us all apart!! So here's to our past, From the bottom of our glass, That tilted, Spilled, Hit the floor, Then smashed. So here's to our past, From the bottom of our glass, That tilted, Spilled, Hit the floor, Then smashed. So here's to our past, From the bottom of our glass, That tilted, Spilled, Hit the floor, Then smashed. So here's to our past, From the bottom of our glass, That tilted, Spilled, Hit the floor, Then smashed.
It's in unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it 'cause of fame
Who?
MCA, MCA, MCA
Too many people had the suss
Too many people support us
An unlimited amount
Too many outlets in and out
Who?
MCA, MCA, MCA
You saw them crucified
A day they wished that you had died
We are an addition
We are ruled by none
Never, never, never
Don't worry about it
Don't worry
They just thought that we were faking
That we were all just money making
You do not believe we're for real
Or you would lose your cheap appeal?
Oh, don't you judge a book just by the cover
Unless you cover just another
And blind acceptance is a sign
Of stupid fools who stand in line, like
MCA, MCA, MCA
Unlimited edition
With an unlimited supply
That was the only reason
We all had to say goodbye
Unlimited supply
There is no reason why
I tell you which was all a frame
They only did it 'cause of fame
I do not need the pressure
I cannot teach a fool's
Unlimited supply