Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death - Sceptic In Prespective
It`s a straight and narrow path or is it fate which takes our hand ? Play the game, praise the man that fakes the masterplan ; take the rough with the smooth. Whose loss do we loose ? What else could we disprove ? Who shapes the abuse ?
You prostitute integrity and blindly steal identity.
Buy it out and watch it die ; fashion talks, the bullshit flies. Bite your tongue and breath a sight ; take the fall or take the climb. Streamlined and new improved, a nation sadly out of tune. Is it just old-fashioned - creation with a passion ?
Just an observation of a machine generation.
Push this.
The same old song.
Is the message lost in this - that`s not politics ? There`s a rhyme to this reason : they`re one and the same. Take the heart they`ve broke and the money they`ve choke ; you`re left with no answer to this industry chancer.
Just an observation of a machine generation.
Push this.
The same old song.
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