Adversity — текст песни (Chumbawamba)

Thirty years of the same old shit
Of music, money, hit after hit
Smiles, lies, sales, walls
That`s thirty years of rock and roll
They changed it`s name once or twice
Get rebellious with a company deal
Business thrives where honesty fails
Contracts? Con tricks!
Sing revolution, wait `til it starts
One eye on the bank account, one on the charts
Government-sponsored rebellion--buy it!
A bit more product to keep us quiet!
Shhh
Product sells, people die
Same revolution, wrapped in lies
In these sexist, drugged-up, rock and roles
The biggest prizes to the biggest fools
Ask the puppet-masters who pull the strings
`Who makes the money when the puppets sing?`
Ask the corporations
`Where does the money go?`
Ask the empty-bellied children
`Tell me what are we singing for?`
Until we pull down the walls
It`ll stay the same
Until we find something new
Make it change
I know there most be more
So what are we singing for?
These puppets, underneath the skin, have the same problems as you and me--they want to be loved, don`t know where to begin. Just a wall`s width away, but impossible to get close. Offstage, with nothing to hide behind, the puppets are running away. And meanwhile, we`re running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we`re running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we`re running away from ourselves...
If our music makes you happy or content
It has failed
If our music entertains, but doesn`t inspire
It has failed
The music`s not a threat
Action the music inspires can be a threat!
I know there must be more...