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Million Dead - It's A Shit Business lyrics
why call it an artform? it's lacquered kareoke with
 a healthy cocaine habit and a make-up department.
 why call it composition? it's kids entertainment with
 a coterie of groupie yes-men pushing 'issues' on the
 easily bemused. and i wouldn't call it aesthetic or
 poetic, not even pathetic,
 but i might call it a spade.
 industry apothecaries are poring over gaping wounds
 in my lower abdomen. the blistering remedy retards
 my recovery - they're cutting out the liver unaware
 of what it does. can i make a confession?
 after the operation i am certainly not satisfied with
 my listening options. there's something moving but
 the pulse is dead. someone's speaking but the crowdMillion Dead - It's A Shit Business - http://motolyrics.com/million-dead/its-a-shit-business-lyrics.html
 has left. it's so well-packaged and over-sold,
 but still so tiring, still so old.
 and every teenage afternoon spent rifling racks in
 record stores in search of gold,
 and every compilation tape rerun until it broke on
 rusted walkman heads, and every single special song
 it only took two listens through to learn the words
 - were hours cherished and lessons learned.
 but you're the kids in the playground pulling hair
 and pointing fingers because your parents couldn't
 spoil you with self-esteem.
 it's in the look in the eyes,
 you are a dog in the hay, but we are kicking you out
 a single beat at a time.









