I own a computer.
So I'll crank out some hits.
I'll take all your money.
Because I don't give a shit.
I'll win me an Oscar as the album is re-pressed.
A gold record to adorn my wall.
To look at while I'm stressed.
Still you come at me exclaiming that my work does not mean anything.
I bet my house and my Mercedes didn't sell themselves for free.
Carry on.
But you're not what they want.
The listener is stupid.
They want to be fed.
Give meaningless babble to hum in their bed.
Feed them the simple drug that keeps them coming back.
It's like finding the difference between cocaine and crack.
credits
from Mercury,
released December 1, 2015
Music: Tank Lisenbe
Lyrics: Tank Lisenbe
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