EXPLOITATION


Another fine timing for a step into line 
For four budding young stars who’ve just found the time 
An old tune and shit words, as long as they rhyme 
Well just watch them boys because they can’t fail this time 
Well I've heard all the screams of another barmy army 
But who sits in hotels with champagne and salami? 
It only leaves you to be the one who’s barmy 
You're being led on to make a superstars fortune 

Yeah, we live in dead cities, and the streets are grey 
But I don't need Top of the Pops to make me think that way 
I can see this rebellion on my TV screen 
But no sign of a future for you and me 
A slight reflection of the past, but that didn’t last 
Because the people who mattered weren’t rolled in the cast 
They're lining up another lot, all idols who will be nailing down the coffin on me and you 
You tell me about the Conflict barmy army. Well, excuse me if I laugh, but I think it’s rather funny 
That when the businessman farts the punters go running 
We are just the latest pile of shit; can’t you see what’s coming? 

The businessmen whisper from backroom thrones 
Their long grasping tentacles are hungry and strong 
Top chart hits and in future, we can’t go wrong 
But it’s only their wallets that get fat on our songs 
Does it really matter about the businessman side? 
I don’t really give a fuck, if punk’s dead or alive. 
Top chart hits and future, they can do that for you. 
But just ask this question, is it false or is it true?  

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